One vs Twenty Four

"Sabrina!"

"Sabrina!"

"Sabrina!"

"Sabrina!"

"Evan"

"Evan"

"Evan"

"Evan"

"Victoria"

"Victoria"

"Victoria"

The over-excited fans of the celebrity disciples were screaming till their throats hurt. Michael's pavilion was silent. He was sitting on his seat calmly reading the book he bought from Lord Information.  For merely fifty badass points, he changed the look of the book and the content inside. IF others looked over Michael's shoulder, they could read about the intricacy of building a business empire.

Taking his eyes away from the book, Michael looked at the stage to see fifteen people remaining. All of them were heavily breathing, even Sabrina who seemed like having an easy time had sweat drops on her forehead.

Evan was bleeding in the corners of his mouth while Victoria had a small cut on her forearm.

"It's getting interesting, isn't it? Who's gonna be the last remaining 10" Ishihara asked,