Acenefera

E's Win

"I think his power is when he yells tank the amount of pain he feels gets cut in half. He still takes the injury but he just takes less pain." Stas proclaimed. "Simple explanation will not stop Big Ten!" Sylvia looked at Stas whilst she was still on the ground. "Is he stupid?"

Retha would step back. She then started to walk towards Big Ten slowly. Her skin turned pale and rocky. Her horns became elongated. Her horns went from grey to black. She grew from 6'3 to 7'2. Her walk turned into a sprint.

She then disappeared as Big Ten got flung back. Stas used all his might to punch Big Ten upwards. "Tank!" Big Ten yelled as he got sent into the sky. Sylvia then jumped to Big Ten. "Tank this!" As Sylvia reflected a slash of his axe.

"Big Ten will not lose to puny, small kids!" Sylvia cut off his hand as his hand fell back to earth along with Sylvia. Sylvia prepared to hit the ground but her falling body was caught by Stas. "Thank you, Stas."

Retha then appeared above Big Ten. "Prepare to hit the ground!" She yelled as she struck Big Ten's chest as he yelled, "Tank!" Gravity and punch sent him back to the ground even faster. He slammed into the concrete.

"Tank!" Big Ten murmured as he crawled out of his small crater. He got up and walked towards Stas before his body gave out. He was knocked out. "He wasn't that strong."

"Firefox, Big Ten and the Beast have been defeated." A student from H yelled. They had lost hope. The remainder of H's discussed and murmured. The remainder said in unison, "We forfeit!" Stas took a sigh of relief.

"So we win." Sylvia said, "We finally become higher tiers!" The Class of E collectively cheered. Voll wandered the central as he took an elevator to the ninth floor. He walked up the hallway until he got to an office.

He walked in to see a girl with a trench coat with one star and a guy with three stars in his trench coat. "So what is this about Lieutenant General?" The Lieutenant General gestured to the empty seat next to the brigadier general.

"Well, Magnus Flenn Voll. You are a Colonel and the Brigadier General candidate. You are next in line to become Brigadier General if one of the current Brigadier Generals becomes weaker than our candidate. Well to be honest all Generals for this year are weaker than you."

"Well, this Brigadier General is weaker than you Brigadier General Voll so as of this moment, I will demote this useless Brigadier General back to Colonel this is an order from the General."