Tournament 7: Things are getting more serious

She threw the spear with powerful momentum, nailing him to the ground. Thus, no one knew whether he was dead or alive. 

"Don't underestimate a smiling, charming lady." Regina's voice woke the crowd from their stupor.

What the hell!?

Badass! 

Shit! I love her,  so coooool!

The crowd jeered into ecstasy screaming on top of their voices, their burning with an ardent flavor. The tournament had gone from its usual blood-thriving fights to a battle of pure dominance by the infamous bandits — the underdogs. 

The Pacific students and staff had their mouths wide open as they stared at the unconscious Dalton, not believing what just happened. 

Elias' eyes turned reddened, gnashing his teeth as the air around him vibrated vehemently. His blood was building like raging volcanoes. He needs to vent his frustration but doesn't know where to pour it, thus losing his control over his power. 

"Elias" A stern voice called.