The tournament 2

The contestants were taking a much needed rest in the rooms provided for them. The other students though took the opportunity to discuss the first round excitedly.

"That first round was epic!"

"Yeah! I didn't know the nobles were that strong,"

"It's good I didn't register to participate, it's too brutal!"

"Hey look! Isn't that Joey the traitor?"

"That idiot! Hey Joey come down here!"

"Yeah, come down!"

After the stunt Joey had pulled, he had been nicknamed Joey the traitor. The commoners would have even lynched him had it not been for the special buildings arranged for the contestants that was being protected by the teachers as the contestants rested.

Up above, Joey looked out the window as the group of commoners gathered outside clamored for his blood. He was starting to regret his deed as he knew that he couldn't stay hidden forever. Those who were eliminated and got hurt were being treated with Joey being one of them, his nose broken by Biff's headbutt.

He knew that the moment he
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