Inesperate Visit

“Oh, look! It’s a gauntlet! This one is mine!”

“Hey, aren’t you getting a little ahead of yourself? Who’s the one who dealt with most of the thing?”

“My hostage. My monster. My business. My item.”

“Tell you what: since they are bound to the blood of someone who strikes it, wy don’t we test whose blood it’s bound to?”

Reeve couldn’t argue with that logic. If it wasn’t bound to him, it’d be a useless item for him anyway.

They did the test. And the gauntlet ended up with Reeve.

‘Damn it.’ Josiah thought.

“Dude! Are you ok?” Albo appeared right behind him. He had descended his block and climbed up on the one Josiah was on.

“I’m ok. And you too seem fine. Go… I still need to find ‘my’ hostage.”

“I know where she is!” Albo exclaimed.

“Is it ok for the hostages to help the participants? I don’t think so.”