'Sir. Felix, the plane is about to land.' The Queen's monotonous voice resounded in Felix's mind, as he narrowly dodged a metal claw that was aiming at his neck.
"Pause!"
Nonchalant by the frozen flames and icy rocks near his face, Felix requested the Queen to log him out.
...
Ten minutes later...
Felix removed the seatbelt and stood up. He exited the private jet while stretching his arms behind his back.
The moment he got outside, he saw many private jets all parked away from each other, while near each one 13 or so members of his family were standing and conversing together.
All of them were dressed up neatly.
Felix wasn't surprised by the sight, as he knew that every relative of his was going to the venue to spectate the competition and cheer for them.
Elders, seniors, and juniors, not one of them were left behind. Even the elders, who always had busy a schedule dropped everything on their subordinates and came with them.
