Jack and Theodore got out and took a look around the grand area, The compound was brimming with life as it had fountains and entertainment centres all around it, the Pool house was across the street and all the major art Brands were around the area, then there was the arena, the massive stadium before them that they would fight in, It was all breathtaking for them, even Stacy took a second to enjoy the environment before calling their attention to Mira who was waiting at the entrance, the three got together and were escorted to the waiting room.
The room had an awkward intensity as the three were alone with everything and nothing to say at the same time, this silence they all knew what the other was thinking, they all knew the topic that was bound to come up if nothing happened soon, then Theodore Broke the silence " We were going to need to open up sooner or later, why waste time.. let's get this over with so this choing silence can die already", Jack nodded in agreement and looked to Mira. " I guess i'll start", said Jack " first, I'm sorry about the way I acted at the cathedral, I thought i could protect you, but ended up dragging you deeper into the mess that is Stacy, i hope you guys can forgive me for that", Mira then went on to continue " I hope you don't think that is all it would take to fix the damage you caused". "Damage that i caused.... you rallied the entire student body against me for no reason and I'm to blame!!" yelled Jack in anger, " This is exactly why i hate you, you can never accept when your wrong and push it on other people or try put more blame on them by incriminating them" she said trying not to sound arrogant, " Am I lying?.... Did you not gather the student body against me?" Jack asked in a tone of disgust.
After that the room was silent again, this time being even more hostile than it was before. " I'm not going to bother butter coating what we did... it was plain wrong, but I can't help but wonder what your true intentions are.... you have everyone else fooled even yourself into thinking your trying to protect us... that's all a nonsense... all you want is to use us for something and dump us, if not why else would you invite us to a tournament were our lives are on the line" Said Theodore, " You're more than welcome to leave... you talk about trust when Stacy planned to use you to kill me off" replied Jack in an annoyed tone. Mira looked at Theodore in shock " I-Is this true Theo?", " Keep your fake emotions to yourself, you've never once stood up for either one of us, especially when they are slandering us behind our backs, all you ever do is take quietly, and you even agree with them sometimes.... all the both of you ever do is spread rumors about me, some putting me in unfavourable situations now I'm providing you an opportunity to help yourselves yet I'm still somehow at fault.... you know what?... If you don't want to be here leave right now, I don't have to present a team until the finals" said Jack heading to the door, " But if you're ready to invest in this come with me, the prelims start in a few". With that Jack left the room, Theodore sighed and went after him leaving Mira in the room pondering her decision, " why him?!" she thought to herself " why does every good opportunity in my life come through this tyrant" as she clenched the hilt of her sword. " if he thinks he can walk all over me he's wrong... I'll make it to the finals and completely destroy him". She got up from the sofa and followed after the two boys following them to the arena.
As they got in they were all given a pair of contacts with nano tech entwined in it, these allowed you to view the track record, and power level of another contestant along side their Registered Military art style.
Theodore was a level 9 with, 2000 Hp, 13500 Dp and a practitioner of the Hijiro style with an 83 win percent rate.
Mira was a level 8 with 4500Hp, 1000 Dp and a practitioner of the fallen Renhein sword style with a 70 win percent rate.
Meanwhile Jack was a level 4 with 350 Hp, 0 Dp and a practitioner of the New Modori Style with a 100 percent win rate.
In the dome close to the roof of the arena there was a man on sitting on a throne surrounded by Chester, Oliver, Quinn and Three others dressed similarly as them, along side Stacy sitting on a smaller throne.
" Chester, it seems your candidate is somewhat lacking Enthusiasm... Fix that" said the domineering male who watched from up high. " I'll see what i can do "