While Bernard was busy dealing with Christian’s fit, the announcement was given to the whole of the Arena. Christian’s group aren’t able to hear it because the conference room they were in is both bullet proof and soundproof. Making any and all transactions done within it safe, in all senses of the word.The words that the announcer gave is that, the fight will be held in a latter time. That, due to some untoward events which will not be disclosed, the fight is to be moved in a month’s span of time. It’s only after this that Daemon will fight Leon and, though the general audience doesn’t like the idea, they can’t do anything about it since the decision isn’t in their hands.As for Daemon himself, he’s already with Desmond and Ashley. The three of them are on their way back to the Elites headquarters. A trip that’d only take about five minutes because of their mode of transportation. Though the trip is a bit slower because Desmond ordered the pilot to go to a certain area first.“Ah… g

[Warning: There are a couple of disgusting things within this chapter that’s connected to Daemon’s past. Read with caution.]As soon as Daemon fell into sleep, he dreamt of something that happened long ago. A distant memory that isn’t exactly dreamlike in nature. It’s more of a nightmare. Just like everything else that haunts him in his sleep. All the things that’s forced into his brain because of the trauma he’s received from the Academy. And, in that particular instance of his sleep, he dreamt of a moment with the trio that he murdered.Grant.Gerald.Haze.Daemon stood under the bright and scorching heat of noon. There’s nothing to cover him unlike the three who has an umbrella under them. They also have shades and two other pushovers that are fanning them. Keeping them in a comfortable position as they’re also offered cold cans of beer which they enjoyed while they watched Daemon balance a bucket of pee that’s on top of his head.That’s right. They’re making him balance it on top

Alexander stood behind his desk and the tall lass window that lets the morning’s light pass through. A subtle amount that only leaves behind Alexander’s silhouette s, the lights of his whole office are turned off. Just as he likes it. The only thing on in this place is the lamp at the side of the walls. But these do not provide enough illumination to reach him as, these only serve the purpose of lighting the way and making sure that nobody trips. Alex has never been fond of light after all. He likes working in the dark. And in the silence of solitude. That’s how he’s always operated and, those that try to get him out of this only get swallowed by his darkness. One which has grown to the point that it leaves those affected with a cold shudder., The same thing that Christian felt as soon as his father’s menacing gaze is directed at him. “Desmond gave me a report.” Alexander walked slowly towards his table where a glass of wine waited for his hand. The man took it and poured some wine f

Daemon and Ashley walked past the same path that they took earlier. Before heading their way towards the training grounds, both of them came back to their rooms first. Taking a bathroom break and making sure they look presentable because, Ashley told Daemon that they aren’t gonna go back to their rooms after talking with their instructor.“She’s probably gonna eat up all of our time so you might as well just stay there and use the equipments early. She won’t mind.”Ashley told this to Daemon as a seeming matter of fact. Like their instructor can’t do anything if it’s Ashley that gave the order. That’s what Daemon feels from what she just said. Though he did still follow the order nonetheless and, after this, they continued on their way.The two of them went through the same points which isn’t confusing at all. Even though the halls look a lot similar, there are already a couple of differences that Daemon noticed along the way. Like how there’s some soft stain on the lower left of the

There is one big problem that Daemon has to overcome on his own. He needs to show everyone that he’s a capable person. But not just any ordinary capable person. He needs to show them that he’s capable enough of defeating Leon. That’s the level that he needs to display to these bastards in order to gain their trust and, to do that, he has to overcome the training for the day.“Put this on.” Naga told Daemon as the rest of the group are lined behind him. What he’s given is a black wristband which he placed on his left. “What’s this for?”“That’s a counter for all the things you’re gonna do today. The number of push-ups, squats, lifts, kilometers that you ran, calories burned, all those numbers are going to be displayed there.”“Holy shit, are you guys selling these?” Daemon asked. “You can probably make a lot of money out of this you know.”“We’re already selling them.” Naga added. “Though right now, our only customers are the pro athletes all over the world. You might have seen some o