As the platform beneath Jan Mark, Josh, Diether, and Alfred fell into a deep silence, even Emma and Emily, the two girls in the group, were rendered speechless. The individual who had only intended to say his name after dealing a wound to Josh was equally struck dumb by the unexpected turn of events.
For a brief moment, the entire area seemed to be enveloped in an eerie silence, almost as if time had frozen. Then, as if in response to this bizarre standstill, the surroundings began to warp. A strange barrier-like energy manifested and covered the immediate vicinity.
Scarlett, who had been caught off guard by the sudden events, snapped out of her daze. The same was true for the five individuals whose eyes turned bloodshot while they stared incredulously at Wolford's group.
"Huh?! A barrier?" Josh wondered aloud, his voice laced with confusion. Before he could make sense of the situation, he felt an unusual warmth beneath his feet.
"Ah! Hot!"
"Hot! Hot!"
Jan Mark and the others let out startled shouts as the unexpected heat scorched their feet.
With confusion and discomfort settling in, it was clear that this bizarre turn of events was far from over. The atmosphere crackled with tension, and something extraordinary was about to unfold.
As the group of friends stood there, bewildered by the sudden appearance of the mysterious barrier and the scorching heat at their feet, the situation escalated further. From the midst of the perplexed onlookers emerged a formidable foe, a student who had been observing the chaos and had now decided to challenge them.
This new adversary, known simply as Drake, was no pushover. With a fierce scowl on his face and eyes burning with determination, he shouted, "You think you can just waltz in here and disrupt our school? Not on my watch!"
Drake's sudden proclamation spurred his companions into action, and they formed a tight-knit group around him, ready for battle. Their eyes glowed with an eerie crimson light, a sign of their unwavering resolve.
Jan Mark, always the first to step up in the face of a challenge, cracked his knuckles and grinned mischievously. "Well, well, well, it seems we've got some eager opponents here, boys and girls."
Josh, ever the strategist, quickly analyzed the situation. "I've read about this in a manga once. We're about to engage in a fierce showdown, my friends. Get ready for some epic battles!"
Diether, the level-headed leader of the group, took charge. "Remember, we're doing this for the cookies, guys. Let's show them what we're made of!"
And so, the stage was set for an epic battle in the school's corridor. On one side, Wolford's group, fueled by their love for cookies and armed with their unique blend of talents and humor. On the other side, Drake's fierce and determined team, ready to defend their school's honor.
The battleground crackled with tension as the two groups faced off. It was a showdown of epic proportions, where laughter and determination clashed in a battle that would be remembered in school legends for years to come.