"It's between Two and Five."
Harking that, he couldn't help but fasten his pace, having witnessed a portion of Two's strength and fighting skills, he couldn't wait to see her go all out against a Reaper of the same caliber.
Exiting the building, Eleven found himself under the illumination of the crimson moonlight.
Shoving past a few Reapers, Eleven was surprised by how easily he ended in front of the crowd as he peered at the two ladies that stood about four meters opposite each other in the middle of the field.
The field wasn't quite as he'd expected it to be after the loud explosion, though having witnessed it repair itself after every damage, he still hadn't expected it to repair itself that fast after the explosion that sounded akin to that of a landmine.
Eleven intently gazed at the two women that stood still in place even after a minute, as if waiting for a gong to sound, not wanting to make much of it though, seeing that every Reaper gathered had gone silent, he decided to also wait.
But it appeared as if he didn't have to wait long. After another minute the field that was iluminated by the moonlight, suddenly lit up, as if dawn had broken. Eleven was a little startled by this, but after glancing at the yellow bulbs the size of soccer balls float around the field, he calmed down. And immediately after them, red hovering chairs began taking shape above the group of reapers. perplexed Eleven dazely stared.
A second after the grand display, Leaping upwards, every Reaper began choosing their sitting positions. Seeing this, Eleven contemplated for a second, before leaping upward and landed on the chair that hovered directly above him and comfortably sat.
Soon as everyone was done, the chairs rearranged, aligning themselves like football benches.
Eleven greatly appreciated where he ended up, which gave him a better view.
"Who're you betting on?"
Hovering to his right, was One, the chill guy with a blue fade.
Eleven couldn't say he was close with the guy, being that the only Reapers he really talked to were Eighty and Two who he could somewhat say were friends, even so, having exchanged a few words here and there with him, he was a hundred percent sure that this guy, with his personality, considered him a friend. Not minding it though, he answered.
"Mine's on Two and when does this thing even start?"
Five minutes had already passed, still the only thing the ladies had done was circle around each other while changing their stances
One appeared to have been startled by Vic's answer and so were the Reapers around him. Eleven not knowing the reason and not caring enough to ask, just stared at One expecting his answer.
"Ohh, sometimes I forget you haven't experienced these things" Coughing lightly One continued, "A commander must authorise any fights that includes the Alpha squad or anyone of a higher status."
'I can kinda see why a commander is needed' Alpha squad members were pretty strong, all of them having earned the rank of captains_well except for Eleven. Some of their abilities were enough to cause unimaginable damage on base, maybe that's why they needed authorization to gauge each other.
The group of twenty reapers were believed to have the greatest of potential. After gene alteration every human gained the ability to grow stronger indefinitely but not at the same pace. This meant that two reapers could do the same kinds of training and at the end of the day, one would be slightly or massively stronger than their counterpart. And looking at the pace in which Eleven and the rest of Alpha squad grew, they weren't really wrong.
"It's starting."
Drawing his attention back to the field, Eleven gazed at the two ladies.
....
The balls of light that illuminated the field flickered before changing to red the back to yellow.
Though new to most things, Eleven could immediately tell what the flickering meant, seeing that the women on the field were standing in ready positions.
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Clad in a silver tight armour and a red half a meter long katana, Two, her pink hair wavering in the cold breeze, peered at the reaper before her.
...
Five,with her green shoulder length blaids that greatly complemented her eyes, wearing the same silver tight armour but no weapon to speak of, took on a orthodox stance, her diminor instantly changing into that of a ferocious wild beast.
"It's been a while...