Youden felt the breeze as they crossed the main street onto a dirt road. They've been traveling for about 20 minutes, as they passed people returning back to business. I can't believe there's only a month left, he pondered as they continued deeper into the island's jungle.
"So, tell me more about this group." he finally asked the general.
"So, while we you've been focused on building up our army with machines and such, some of the generals were dealing with the people with powers. We cannot forget that many people have abilities, here and in Saputa, as well as around the world."
"Oh, of course, I'm aware."
"So with that, we began searching for those with, shall I say, a rather incredible gift of such abilities." the loyal general stated to him.
"But how powerful are they though? Surely this was factored in?"
"Sir, we found the best of the best. I can assure you that these people are something rare to find."
"We're at our destination!" the driver spoke as the slowed down in front of small house in a decent-sized clearing.
Youden hopped out the car and walked towards the building. Who could possible be inside here that could make a difference in whatever they already have? There wasn't even a door, and he could see three shadows inside. Probably the group the general was talking about, Youden believed. Once he was inside, it was much more clearer. He was right when there were three people inside, but the strange thing about it was that they were all wearing masks.
"What's with the masks?" he asked the people inside, not a word followed.
"Ah, so you've finally met them. The Masked Fighters, as we've nicknamed them. Our strongest and most versatile people with powers the army could have, besides you, of course. As with the masks, it just so it doesn't reveal their identity." the general replied, as soon as he walked in.
He looked back at them. Nothing interesting he could tell about any of the fighters. What was he going to expect from them?
"You know what. I think I'll like to take you all three of you head on. Right outside and right now."
They didn't say a word, but Youden could tell they were intrigued by the thought, almost as if they had that urge to fight. One by one, they all stood up and began walking outside. I think it's time to see what so special about these fighters. Once they were out, he walked towards the other side, taking off the polo shirt he was wearing, revealing an insane amount of muscle and a perfect set of 6-pack abs. Youden had slacked off a bit since the arrival to the island, but it didn't mean he didn't practice every once in a while.
"Don't spare me any mercy, in fact go all out, but only enough where we don't destroy the island. We still have plans to commence, and can't afford anything to get ruined." he stated to them.
The Masked Fighters nodded at him, and were already in their chosen stances. Youden got into his stance as well, flexing his perfected muscles and already had his mind to the fight ahead.
"Sir, is this a good idea? We don't know what you migh-" the general started to ask.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Now let's begin fighting!" Youden yelled, and so the fight had officially started, the fighters beginning to charge at him.