Each group spawned in different depths of the unknown state. They all looked at each other in shock and confusion, still reeling from the teleportation which took place before they could react. Each group was labeled with alphabets A to E, and all the students could see the amount of students which remained in other groups. That's when shock filled the hearts of some students as they looked at their wrists, which showcased all the information they needed, and noticed that group A had lost someone already.
In a canyon, 32 students looked at the threat that had reduced their number.
Within this group was Michael, who seemed calm as usual until he scanned the energy signals of the threat in front of him. He shouted, "Everyone, don't fight it!" In front of them was a three-headed dragon with a combination of blue and white diamond scales. Each head breathed three different forms of fire, which they were about to learn about if they didn't listen to Michael. And of course, they didn't listen to him. Five boys looked back at him and laughed, "You think your all that, don't you? See guys, he just wants to steal all the glory as usual." The students shouted in resonance, "Stupid Michael trying to steal glory!" They all rushed forward as the five boys ran towards the beast. The five boys each developed various weapons - a sword, bow, gun, hammer, and spear - that appeared in their hands from thin air.
They jumped up and targeted one head altogether, but the beast used its two other heads to bite off their limbs. The beast didn't stop there.
As they fell, it was about to use its tail to smash them into juice, but instead, it hit the bare ground. The five injured boys returned to the group, as Michael was dropping the last one. He shouted, "Now that you stupid idiots have seen the consequences of being stupid, will you listen?" They all kept quiet. "I'll take that as a yes. Now, first, who is a healer?" A girl with green hair and green eyes stood out. She spoke with a voice as squeaky as a mouse, "Yes, Michael, I can heal." This made Michael cringe. "Okay, then start healing others. The rest sit down. After this beast, we must converse about our cooperation because if you want to leave this semi-hell alive, we have to work together." Michael turned to the three-headed beast. The beast opened its teeth on instinct as it flew into the sky and launched itself at Michael. But Michael multiplied himself into ten clones, though it turned to five instantly since they all got crushed by the monster. This made Michael gulp because his clones were half his strength and got crushed into nothing so effortlessly.
But that wasn't enough to make Michael give up. He grew wings at his back while flying and screamed, "Death Ray!" The energy beam, which could even dent titanium, didn't even dent the beast. But Michael wasn't done. He launched himself forward, "Hiroshima Nagasaki!" An explosion sent dust everywhere. As the dust cleared, Michael was standing with the students, which made the students believe the beast was dead until they saw six eyes staring at them. The boy next to him screamed, "It survived that!" Michael, who would never reply to some random person, replied, "Omo, even me, I am shocked." Michael had used one of his most destructive attacks and not even a single scratch was on this beast, at the same time he was avoiding the use of Identifix so early. Until the healer girl pointed out in her squeaky voice, "The beast isn't moving." The students all looked at the beast and noticed the same. So Michael came to a conclusion and walked to the front of the 40-meter-tall beast. "You're not here to kill us, are you?" The beast replied, "Oh, you're mistaken. I just want to give you a chance to live. Now, before you interrupt, let me explain, Michael, make a team of three. If you guys kill me, you're free. If you don't, you die." Michael looked at the beast with the most shocked expression ever but turned back. "Okay, everyone, I need two more people to fight with me, or we all die." A boy in a white singlet and beach shorts stood up. "I volunteer, Michael." Michael tried to look into his energy but couldn't see anything as he murmured, "Interesting. Okay, who else?" A boy with butterflies flying around him, with weirdly shaped ears and a slim build, raised his hand.
"Okay, team complete. Does anyone object?" Not even one of the students raised their hands because none of them wanted to die to the 40-meter beast in front of them. "Okay, Mr. Three-headed dragon," the dragon suddenly started to grow bigger, and its wings became wider and set ablaze in flames, while its heads combined into one. Now Michael and the students were looking at a 60-meter dragon with wings made of fire and a near-indestructible body.
The dragon replied, "Okay, Michael, let's dance."