Through the crowd of around a hundred men, a man bearing a DNA tattoo on his right chest came forward. Tengoku was holding his katana by the side and raised it to his shoulders when he was past the crowd of men.
He stood still, staring at the house and the holes he had created in its walls, then shouted, "Hitori! I know you are in there with your mates. Do me a favor and come out."
Hitori felt Akira staring at him, waiting for his decision. His heart was pounding in his chest, but this situation had occurred before. When he had to meet Kuzu before the Battle of Midnight.
This is just like the game, he thought. I will get this over with.
Hitori grabbed the chair and pushed against it to stand. Akira lifted his eyes, then jumped to his feet. "W-Why? Do not go, he will kill you!"
That snapped Hitori out of his imagination. It was not the game and although the house was his territory, Tengoku would not stick to the rules.