PoV Combat
"Energy levels are spiking; your cute little dragon might survive this, of course not without its consequences for pushing his body that far; he might be hospitalized for at least a week." War commented as he saw the man named Diego use his power to enlarge his right hand and use it to block the bell from crushing him.
The knight, on the other hand, managed to steal the paintbrush along with the hydra's hand. He quickly painted an environment made of only one color, and they all began to fall into an endless blue pit.
"So? What exactly do you want from us?" Asked Hunt.
"Not much; just keep it low until everyone has reached the fifth floor; by then all the players will have placed their bets; after that, anything is fair; do whatever you want; the administrator will end up being the one whose team finishes the game first." I explained.
"Aren't you afraid of the golden child?" Games asked.
