Life Gallery 19 - Preparation For the Fight

Scene: Rumors and the Announcement

INT. ST. ALARIC ACADEMY – SUPERPOWER BRANCH CLASSROOM – MORNING

The classroom is alive with murmured conversations, excitement and tension filling the air. Students huddle in small groups, their voices low but pointed as they exchange opinions about the upcoming 5v5 match. In the center of one group, Severin Ashford and Alyssa Kane talk quietly, casting skeptical glances toward Kenjiro and Ryuto, who sit a few seats away.

Severin (to Alyssa, a slight smirk): "They lost to an Academic Branch student, just like that? And now they're the ones pushing for a 5v5? Not exactly reassuring, is it?"

Alyssa (raising an eyebrow, nodding): "You'd think if they wanted to challenge the Academic Branch, they'd at least put up a fight first. It doesn't exactly inspire confidence."

Kenjiro's face tightens, his fingers gripping the edge of his desk. He exchanges a heated glance with Ryuto, who looks just as annoyed.

Kenjiro (loudly, tone defiant): "It's easy to talk when you're on the sidelines, Severin. Maybe you should give it a try before you criticize the ones actually doing something about it."

Ryuto (mutters under his breath, grumbling): "Some people wouldn't know a real fight if it hit them."

Just then, a low hum sounds from the speakers overhead, and the room quiets down as Sōshun Murasame's voice comes over the intercom.

Sōshun (over the intercom, calm and authoritative): "Attention, students of the Superpower Branch. The council has officially approved the 5v5 match between branches. This match is scheduled to begin later this week, with specific details to follow. This is an opportunity to demonstrate skill and unity, so approach it with discipline and respect."

Kenjiro and Ryuto exchange a quick, triumphant look, their spirits clearly lifted.

Sōshun (continuing): "Top five students in the branch rankings—please report to the student council office after your morning lesson. We'll discuss your participation and strategy for the match. The top five students are as follows: Yue Monarchy Gentoshi, Ludociel Vanderbilt, Kimhyun Narukami, Shizuka Maidono, and Drole Ennadai."

Gasps and excited murmurs ripple through the classroom at the mention of Yue's name, a mix of awe and anticipation evident in the faces of students. Kenjiro's smug expression returns, now fueled by the confirmation that Yue himself will fight alongside them.

Kenjiro (grinning, practically glowing): "Did you hear that? Even Yue's on our side. This is going to be legendary."

Ryuto nods eagerly, his earlier irritation replaced with newfound confidence.

Ryuto (grinning): "With the King on our team, there's no way we're losing."

The students' anticipation fills the air as Shizuka stands, preparing to head to the council office. Severin and Alyssa exchange glances, their earlier doubt tempered by the weight of Sōshun's announcement and the high-stakes team that's forming before their eyes.

Scene: Fighting Invitation

INT. ST. ALARIC ACADEMY – SUPERPOWER BRANCH CLASSROOM – LUNCHTIME

The classroom is filled with the usual lunch-hour chatter, students gathering in small groups, discussing the latest academy rumors. Shizuka sits at her desk, flipping through a book, seemingly unfazed by the noise around her. Fenix is perched nearby, smirking as he watches Hugo excitedly skim a handwritten letter.

Hugo's eyes widen as he reaches the end of the message. He looks up at Shizuka in astonishment.

Hugo (incredulous): "Shizuka! You're invited to the 5v5 match? You… you're a first-year, though!"

Shizuka glances up from her book, her expression calm but with a hint of satisfaction in her eyes.

Shizuka (shrugging, modestly): "I am. I've been working hard to climb the ranks ever since I got here. I managed to reach fourth place by the start of the semester."

Hugo's surprise doesn't fade; he still looks at her with awe.

Hugo (admiring): "Fourth? That's incredible. But… you're saying you tried to go higher?"

Shizuka nods, her gaze turning introspective as she reflects on her efforts.

Shizuka (with a touch of determination): "I did. I pushed myself every day. Training, refining my mana control, studying other techniques—I did everything I could to get closer to the top three. But no matter what, there's a gap I haven't been able to cross."

Fenix chuckles, leaning back with a smirk.

Fenix (teasing): "That's the space reserved for royalty, Sea Witch. The King, Queen, and Jack of the branch. We regular students can only watch from below."

Shizuka's lips curl slightly, acknowledging his point with a small smile.

Shizuka (thoughtful): "It's true. The royals… they're on a different level. 'Monsters' feels pretty accurate."

Fenix nods, reciting the names with a smirk.

Fenix (grinning): "Yue, the King. Ludociel, the Queen. And Kimhyun, the Jack."

Hugo, still lost in admiration, speaks up.

Hugo (thoughtful): "But Shizuka, they've all got top-tier magic weapons, and you… don't. Maybe a weapon could help close that gap."

Shizuka (grinning): "I appreciate it, Hugo, but it's not quite that simple."

Fenix (playfully): "Good thing you're only a first-year, Sea Witch. You've got plenty of time to make waves."

Shizuka chuckles softly, her confidence and determination sparking once more.

Shizuka (grinning): "True. This match is just the beginning."

The three friends sit back, quiet excitement shared between them as they contemplate what lies ahead, a renewed sense of ambition filling the air.

Scene: Superpower Branch Strategy Meeting

EXT. ST. ALARIC ACADEMY – SUPERPOWER BRANCH PRIVATE TRAINING GROUND – AFTERNOON

A secluded section of the academy's training ground, surrounded by tall hedges, provides the Superpower Branch team with the privacy they need. Yue, Ludociel, Kimhyun, Shizuka, and Drole gather in a close circle, each of them looking determined yet cautious. The usual campus buzz feels distant, and here, their conversation is wrapped in the gravity of the upcoming match.

Yue (leaning against a training dummy, glancing around): "Alright, everyone's here. Seems only right to start with introductions, doesn't it?" (grins) "Yue Monarchy Gentoshi, first place. My power is telekinesis."

Ludociel (smiling with calm pride, her voice smooth): "Ludociel Vanderbilt, second place. I specialize in light manipulation and aerial combat."

Kimhyun (grinning, a flicker of excitement in his eyes): "Kimhyun Narukami, third place. I'm a werewolf with lightning abilities—guess I'm the 'Jack' of our little lineup." He adds a wink for good measure.

Shizuka (serious, her gaze focused): "Shizuka Maidono, fourth place, water manipulation. I'm a first-year, but I won't let you down!!"

Drole (casually, cracking his knuckles): "Drole Ennadai, fifth place. I specialize in mass control—can make my weapon weigh up to five tons. Looking forward to putting it to use."

Yue nods in satisfaction as each of them steps forward, his gaze sweeping over his teammates.

Yue (satisfied): "A solid lineup. Now, I assume you're all in?"

A chorus of nods and murmured agreements follows, but there's a hint of surprise in Ludociel's expression as she studies him closely.

Ludociel (slightly surprised): "I'll admit, King, I didn't expect you to step in on behalf of the Superpower Branch. I thought… well, let's just say you seemed quite indifferent."

Yue (smiling faintly): "I'm the King, Ludociel. I can't let my people down. It's my responsibility to lead, especially when there's so much at stake."

Drole (with a chuckle): "That's serious for you, Your Majesty."

Drole stifles a chuckle at Yue's serious tone, and even Shizuka's lips curl in a faint smile.

Yue (clearing his throat, shifting to a more tactical tone): "About the order of the match—normally, I'd be the final fighter. The last boss, if you will." (He smirks briefly) "But we can't ignore the fact that the Academic Branch might bring out some of their 'cool toys.'"

Upon hearing about the academic tech, Kimhyun becomes tense as he explain

Kimhyun (frowning slightly): "The GGG's tech… they are no joke. That Hard Taping Custom tech is inspired by my own technique, Rampage Garment. It boosts power through electrical signals in cells—like a second layer of nerves. GGG scientists gave me ideas and helped me refine it, and then they adapted it into that suit."

Drole (thoughtfully): "So, their tech is really based on you, Jack? No wonder Alexei had such an easy time dealing with our students."

Shizuka (nodding, brows furrowed): "If the Academic Branch is now relying on tech like that, we're facing more than intellect—they'll be able to match us in physical power too."

Yue (firmly): "Which is why I'll make sure we secure the first win. A strong start might keep them from getting too comfortable with their little toys. I volunteer to be the vanguard."

Ludociel (grinning): "If His Majesty has decided to lead, why not simply go by rank, then? I'll follow you as second, Kimhyun goes third..."

Kimhyun (smirking): "I'll try not to disappoint. And I'm eager to see just how well their imitation stacks up to the real thing."

Shizuka (nodding, determined): "I'm fourth, then. We'll need to be efficient, no dragging out our turns."

Drole (cracking his knuckles): "That leaves me as anchor. If they're tired by the end, all the better."

Yue (smirking): "We'll win by discipline and power, not by gadgets. We don't need shortcuts to prove our strength."

They exchange a final round of determined glances. The plan is set, and each of them understands what's at stake. They know that they'll be up against the Academic Branch's best—and possibly their cutting-edge tech—but they're ready to face the challenge head-on.

Scene: Academic Branch Strategy Meeting

INT. PRIVATE MEETING ROOM – EVENING

The spacious, high-tech meeting room hums with a low murmur of anticipation. Rows of pristine chairs are filled with Academic Branch students, each one eager yet cautious, their attention fixated on Angela as she stands at the front, her presence exuding calm authority. The soft, ambient lighting highlights the luxurious decor, and holographic screens flicker to life around her, showcasing schematics, weapon blueprints, and detailed profiles of each Superpower Branch fighter.

Angela pauses, glancing around with a cool, confident smile as she begins.

Angela (her voice smooth and commanding): "I appreciate everyone coming. As you know, the upcoming 5v5 match is more than just a competition—it's a showcase, an opportunity to solidify the capabilities of the Academic Branch. Our families have made it clear that we are free to bring the best of GGG's latest gear, including experimental weapons."

A round of applause erupts in the room at the mention of experimental gear, the excitement palpable. She allows a brief smile to play across her face, letting the applause settle before continuing.

Angela (nodding approvingly): "Now, this isn't just about equipment. It's about outsmarting, outmaneuvering, and outperforming our opponents. And that starts with knowing exactly who we're up against."

She clicks a button on a sleek remote, and a holographic image of Yue Monarchy Gentoshi appears, telekinetically lifting massive objects with ease.

Angela (gesturing toward Yue's image, her tone cautious): "First, we have the King himself, Yue Monarchy Gentoshi. His telekinesis is overwhelming—far beyond what most of us can counter. Yue's power is formidable enough that defeating him outright would be near impossible. Instead, I suggest we play smart and consider him a 'bait' target, stalling him to save strength for the rest."

A few students exchange anxious looks, but Angela's steady tone reassures them. She clicks the remote, switching to Ludociel Vanderbilt's profile, showing her wielding light manipulation in dazzling displays.

John (concerned, from the back): "And what about Ludociel Vanderbilt? She's second in rank, and Kimhyun Narukami is known for his lightning speed and werewolf strength. They're no easy matches either."

Angela (with a keen eye for strategy): "Next, Ludociel Vanderbilt, the Queen. She's resilient and has impressive control over light manipulation—quick, agile, and hard to pin down. But light isn't a strong element. If we focus on quick, coordinated attacks, we can disrupt her rhythm and break through her defenses."

The room murmurs in agreement, and Angela moves to the next profile: Kimhyun Narukami, an intense image of him mid-transformation, lightning flickering around him.

Angela (with a hint of amusement): "Then there's Kimhyun Narukami, the Jack. His werewolf form gives him incredible strength and speed. Even without transformation, his power is still great enough to secure himself the third place, easily outperforming the forth. However, his abilities are largely close-range. Keeping our distance and using tech to exploit his lack of range will limit his impact. Don't let him close in, and we'll keep the upper hand."

Another click reveals Shizuka Maidono, standing amidst a surge of water, her expression focused and intense.

Angela (with a calculating tone): "Shizuka Maidono, fourth place. Her water manipulation is precise, and she's skilled for a first-year. However, her mana pool is limited. Prolonging the battle, draining her energy—these tactics will tip the scale in our favor. She's strong, but endurance is not on her side."

The students nod as Angela brings up the final profile: Drole Ennadai, holding a massive weapon with ease.

Angela (smirking slightly): "And lastly, Drole Ennadai. He's strong, yes, and his mass control ability is a threat, but he's slow. Keep him moving, keep him frustrated, and he'll tire quickly. Remember, he's powerful, but he lacks the range to be a true threat if we control the distance."

She steps back, letting the analysis sink in. After a moment, a student raises a hand, concern written across his face.

Eloise (hesitantly): "Angela, what about Yue? If we can't beat him, does that mean…?"

Angela nods knowingly, holding up a hand to reassure him.

Angela (smiling): "That's where we get creative. We don't need to win every round. We need three wins, and my brother Lysander and I have plans for those. I'm volunteering myself, Lysander, and Alexei. We'll handle three rounds and, together, secure victory."

The room breaks into applause, the energy buoyed by Angela's confidence and tactical analysis. She lets the enthusiasm simmer for a moment before addressing them one last time.

Angela (voice rising, with finality): "Let's remember: this isn't just about power or strength. We have the tech, the insight, and the advantage of preparation. Trust the plan, and we'll make sure they know the true strength of the Academic Branch."

The applause grows louder, the students inspired and ready, each of them armed with strategy and confidence, prepared to turn the upcoming match into a decisive victory for their branch.

Scene: A Gifted Blade

INT. ST. ALARIC ACADEMY – SUPERPOWER TRAINING GROUNDS – EARLY MORNING

The training grounds are bathed in the soft, golden light of early morning. Shizuka moves fluidly, the water tubes swirling around her in intricate patterns, each movement precise and powerful. Fenix, sitting nearby with a lazy slouch, yawns dramatically, rubbing his eyes.

Fenix (yawning, stretching): "Ugh… this is unnatural. Training at sunrise… not exactly a vampire's dream hour, you know."

Hugo chuckles, leaning against a nearby post as he watches Shizuka's relentless practice, her focus evident in every motion.

Hugo (grinning): "Maybe, but look at her. She's on fire—or water, I guess. You can't fake that kind of commitment, Fenix."

Fenix raises an eyebrow, watching as Shizuka's focus intensifies. The tubes of water glide and spin through the air, weaving around her like ribbons of silk.

Hugo (watching, awed): "Shizuka… you're putting everything into this. It's like watching a one-woman water army."

Fenix (grinning): "The Sea Witch in her element. No wonder you're in the top five."

Shizuka (not slowing down): "I'm not just fighting for myself, you know. We need to show them what we're made of. Every win counts."

She pushes harder, maneuvering her water streams with swift, refined gestures. The water moves like a dancer around her, controlled yet graceful.

Hugo (thoughtful): "It's amazing, but… wouldn't it be easier if you had a weapon too? Something to boost your power, like they have in the Academic Branch?"

Just then, Kimhyun steps onto the training grounds, carrying a wrapped item under his arm. He watches Shizuka for a moment, his gaze thoughtful, before walking over to the group.

Kimhyun (calling out, with a hint of pride): "Shizuka! If you're fighting this hard to put them in their place, you might as well have a blade worthy of it."

Shizuka halts her movements, noticing Kimhyun's approach. He steps closer and holds out the wrapped item to her, a small smile on his face.

Shizuka stops, her curiosity piqued as she glances down at the cloth-wrapped item. She takes it carefully, unwrapping it to reveal a wakizashi with a sleek, gleaming blade.

Shizuka (surprised, looking up): "A wakizashi… This is yours, isn't it?"

Kimhyun (shaking his head): "Not anymore. GGG gave it to me as part of the scholarship package, but I've already got my weapon. Figured it'd be better used by someone who doesn't have one." (He pauses, his voice softer) "Consider it a gift. This thing's B-ranked, and it can increase the power and flow of… well, flows. It works with my electricity, so it should work with your water, too."

Shizuka's eyes widen as she grips the weapon, testing its weight in her hand. Her expression turns from surprise to gratitude, a small, appreciative smile on her face.

Shizuka (genuine): "Kimhyun… thank you. I'll make sure to put it to good use."

Fenix (grinning): "See, Sea Witch? Now you've got some real steel to match that determination. The Academic Branch won't know what hit them."

Shizuka nods, her grip tightening around the wakizashi as she takes a few practice swings, feeling the blade's energy blend with her water control. The morning sun glints off the edge, casting sharp reflections across the training grounds.

Shizuka (with new resolve): "Alright. Let's make this match count."

While Shizuka continued with her training, Hugo is deep in thought again.

Hugo (thinking): "So… Kimhyun is a sponsored student of the GGG, huh?"

Scene: Plan of the Gold

INT. GGG CORPORATION WORKSHOP – EVENING

The high-tech workshop hums with energy as Angela, Lysander, Alexei, and Floria gather around a sleek workstation covered in weapon prototypes, gear, and chemical tubes. Engineers work in the background, adjusting equipment and preparing for the upcoming 5v5 match. Angela is examining a pair of reinforced gauntlets, while Alexei and Floria are selecting their own gear with enthusiasm. Lysander, however, looks more than a little frustrated as he eyes his assigned opponent's profile on a holographic screen.

Lysander (groaning): "Are you kidding me? I just faced Ludociel during the Eagle Step incident, and now I'm supposed to fight her?"

Angela raises an eyebrow, her lips quirking up in amusement.

Angela (teasing): "Aw, don't worry, big bro. If you end up in the infirmary, I'll make sure to send flowers and chocolates!"

Alexei (smirking): "Come on, big bro. You can take her down, right? Just imagine the look on that fake angel's face when you do."

Lysander (grumbling but resolute): "Sure, sure. But fighting her head-on isn't exactly ideal. She's got an S-ranked power—it'd be reckless. So… I have a backup plan."

With a gleam in his eye, he pulls two small tubes filled with bright, swirling chemicals out of his pocket and holds them up.

Lysander (confidently): "Red Fury 03 and Blue Fear 07. These little beauties will be my ace in the hole."

Alexei raises an eyebrow, crossing his arms with a grin.

Alexei (teasing): "Going for a sneak attack, are we? Very brave, big bro."

Lysander (grumbling, rolling his eyes): "Not all of us are brutes, Alexei. I'd rather avoid a full-on clash, and besides, we all have to be careful not to reveal our powers. It's about strategy."

Floria glances over at Alexei with a knowing smile.

Floria (mischievous): "So… are you actually planning to go up against Kimhyun without any real plan?"

Alexei's eyes light up with excitement, and he pulls out an assortment of weapons and armor from a nearby table—armored gloves, spears, suits, and more.

Alexei (grinning): "Pure skill and strength, babe. Can't think of a more manly way to settle things than that."

He gestures to the equipment around him, clearly pleased with his choices.

Alexei: "My loadout: a suit, armor, gloves, a spear, and, best of all, my power's fair game since I'm the only one who can use it without anyone noticing. Nothing more straightforward than that. Unlike some people."

Lysander scowls, but Angela chuckles, throwing a supportive arm around Floria's shoulders.

Angela (playfully): "Well, while you boys play hero, us girls will handle the fourth and fifth ranked. I've got Drole covered—I won't even need my power. Just pure martial arts skill."

Floria looks thoughtful but a little uneasy, her brow furrowed.

Floria (apologetic): "I'll be honest, Angela—I don't think I can manage Shizuka without my powers. My physical strength isn't exactly a match for hers, and while my plants could counter her water, I'd have to be careful not to reveal my abilities."

Angela sighs, her excitement tempered as she nods in understanding.

Angela (sighing): "You're right. Shizuka's a tough one without powers in play…"

Lysander rubs his chin thoughtfully, a smirk forming as he catches the hint of a strategy.

Lysander (smiling slyly): "Then let's just make it simple. Floria, if you sit out, we can set Shizuka up with a bait instead, let her take the win. That way, Angela can take care of the final match and finish strong."

Angela smiles, pleased with the arrangement, while Alexei punches a fist into his hand, his confidence undiminished.

Angela: "Perfect. Our opponents won't know what hit them, and we'll make this match a spectacle to remember."

With their strategies in place, they exchange final glances of determination, each of them ready to dominate the battlefield in their own way.

Scene: A Quiet Conversation

INT. ST. ALARIC ACADEMY – ROOFTOP OVERLOOKING THE TRAINING GROUNDS – EVENING

The rooftop of St. Alaric Academy is quiet, bathed in the orange and pink hues of the setting sun. From here, the view of the campus is expansive, with the training grounds below humming with the distant sounds of students practicing. A gentle breeze stirs as Yue leans against the railing, his gaze fixed on the grounds below.

Ludociel steps onto the rooftop, her footsteps soft as she approaches, stopping a few paces away to look out over the grounds with him. The quiet height offers them privacy, the only sounds their hushed voices against the distant murmur of training.

Ludociel (gently breaking the silence): "It's been a while since we've fought like this, you and me—since we've even stood on the same side."

Yue's gaze remains fixed below, his face expressionless.

Yue (coolly): "Isn't that why you wanted me here, Ludociel? For the branch, for them to have some symbol of… hope?" (he scoffs) "They're clinging to something I don't even care about."

Ludociel frowns, her loyalty evident in the quiet intensity of her gaze.

Ludociel (softly, with conviction): "And yet they see you as a king, a leader. The younger students… they idealize you. They think if Yue Gentoshi is willing to represent them, then they must have something worth fighting for."

She pauses, watching his reaction carefully.

Ludociel: "You're not just a competitor, Yue. Your presence here means something to them, whether or not you see it. I worry what message they'll take if you—if we—fail here."

Yue's mouth twists into a faint, humorless smile, though his eyes remain cold.

Yue: "So you think I'd let us lose? No one's going to mistake this for some charity, Ludociel. This is about power—pure and simple. If this is how I have to remind the academy where the true strength lies, then so be it."

He turns to her, his gaze as unyielding as steel.

Yue (calmly): "It's time they learn that no amount of gear can make up for what they lack. The Academic Branch—rich toys, all of them. If they can't stand on their own strength, maybe they'll finally see how much they rely on their tech."

Ludociel hesitates, the weight of his words settling over her. She nods but looks down, her brow creased with worry.

Ludociel (measured, almost pleading): "I understand, Yue. But you have to know… if this goes wrong, if they lose trust in us, it won't just be a match. It'll split the school even further. If we lose, then—"

Yue (interrupting, a flash of irritation): "If we lose? Don't waste your breath. Losing isn't an option, not for me. And if the Superpower Branch can't back up their strength with discipline, that's their fault. I'm just here to make sure they know where their limits lie."

He glances back over the training grounds, the hint of a smirk tugging at his lips.

Yue (quietly, to himself): "Let the Academic Branch come with their gadgets and smug grins. I'll make sure they see the difference between real power and the illusion they've bought into."

Ludociel takes in his words, her expression softening, though a trace of worry remains.

Ludociel: "I just hope you know what they're expecting of you, Yue. You may not care about the branch, but the students… they see you as more than just a fighter. And whether you like it or not, you're setting a standard here. If you leave them behind after this… it won't be something they can easily forget."

Yue's gaze flickers, but he brushes it off, folding his arms as he faces the sunset.

Yue (firmly): "I'm here to fight, Ludociel. Nothing more, nothing less. If they expect something else, then that's their mistake."

A silence falls between them, the tension thick but respectful, each of them standing firm in their beliefs. Ludociel watches him for a moment longer, understanding the unyielding resolve in his stance. She lets out a quiet sigh, choosing her next words carefully.

Ludociel (softly): "Then for what it's worth, I'll stand beside you, Your Majesty. Whatever message this sends… I'll make sure we send it with strength."

With a final nod, she turns to leave, leaving Yue alone on the rooftop, his gaze locked on the academy grounds below, where the upcoming clash will determine much more than a simple victory.

Scene: The Idolized Royals

INT. ST. ALARIC ACADEMY – SUPERPOWER BRANCH COMMON ROOM – EVENING

The common room of the Superpower Branch is filled with younger students buzzing with excitement. Posters of Yue, Ludociel, and Kimhyun line the walls, and the energy is electric with anticipation for the upcoming match against the Academic Branch. In the center of the group, Kaelen Moretti, Jaxon Varro, and Niko Tavaris excitedly discuss their expectations, eyes bright with admiration for the royals.

Kaelen (grinning, practically glowing): "You've all seen him, right? Yue's telekinesis could crush any one of them in seconds. The Academic Branch doesn't stand a chance against our King."

Jaxon (nodding eagerly): "And Ludociel? She's just as untouchable. Have you seen her with that light manipulation? She's practically invincible. It's like having royalty leading us."

Niko (with excitement): "And don't forget Kimhyun! Our Jack's got enough power to take down a whole team on his own. No one from the Academic Branch could keep up with his lightning speed."

The younger students cheer in agreement, nodding enthusiastically as they rattle off tales of past battles and displays of strength they've witnessed from the royals. Nearby, Severin Ashford and Reina Calder observe them with arms crossed, their expressions unimpressed.

Severin (clearing his throat, loud enough to silence the group): "You lot are ridiculous. You're idolizing them like they're superheroes sent to save you. What happens if they win? It won't be because of you. It'll be because they're powerful, not because any of you contributed a thing."

The younger students exchange uneasy glances, some shifting uncomfortably under Severin's gaze. Jaxon frowns, defiant.

Jaxon (defensive): "But they're our representatives! Their victory is our victory too. They're fighting for the whole branch."

Reina (sighing, frustrated): "And that's exactly the problem. You're acting like all we have to do is sit back and let them handle it. What's the point of a superpower branch if you're just watching from the sidelines?"

Niko (faltering): "But… they're so much stronger than us. They're on another level. How could we ever match up to that?"

Severin's gaze hardens as he steps forward, arms crossed, his expression challenging.

Severin (firmly): "By training. By pushing your limits until you don't need to rely on anyone to protect your branch's name. You think the Academic Branch sits around waiting for someone else to solve their problems? No. They work with what they have and figure out how to get stronger."

Reina nods, her tone softer but equally resolute.

Reina: "The royals are powerful, yes. But they're a reminder of what's possible if you put in the effort. This branch isn't supposed to be about watching and hoping. We're here to be powerful ourselves. It's up to us to earn that strength."

The younger students look down, a bit humbled by the words. Kaelen shifts uncomfortably but raises his chin, his admiration for the royals undimmed.

Kaelen (quietly): "I get it. But still… having Yue, Ludociel, and Kimhyun on our side? It feels like… like having a guarantee."

Reina's gaze softens just a fraction, though her voice remains steady.

Reina: "Look, it's fine to admire them. But don't think you can depend on them forever. The Academic Branch is rich, sure, but they use that wealth to get smarter, stronger, and better equipped. And all you've got is a hope that someone else will carry your weight."

Severin (adding): "They're fighting for our branch, yes, but you should be training to be part of that strength—not just sitting back and cheering them on."

The students exchange glances, the excitement in their eyes replaced with quiet determination as Severin's and Reina's words settle in. The room's energy shifts, a mixture of resolve and self-reflection filling the air as they each consider their role in the match's outcome.

Scene: The Elite Armor Introduction

INT. GGG CORPORATION WORKSHOP – PRIVATE ROOM – AFTERNOON

In a private room within the GGG Corporation Workshop, the sleek, metallic surfaces gleam under bright industrial lighting. Angela and Lysander stand beside a massive suit of armor displayed on a platform. The Marine Armor looms like a mechanical titan—its build is bulky yet streamlined, its form crafted to evoke power and resilience.

John Smith, a tall, disciplined third-year student and karate blackbelt, enters, followed closely by Eric Liu, another third-year with a black belt in a different martial art. Both are dressed in simple training attire, their sharp eyes filled with curiosity and intrigue as they take in the scene.

Angela greets them with her usual confident smile, gesturing towards the suit with pride.

Angela (smiling with excitement): "John, Eric, welcome. I'd like to introduce you to the Marine Armors. It's our newest tech, and I have a feeling you two are exactly the kind of students to put it to good use."

Eric (eyes widening in admiration): "This… it's a beast. Like standing next to a giant."

Lysander steps forward, his tone businesslike but touched with pride as he motions to the armor's intricate design.

Lysander (smirking): "This isn't just any exoskeleton. Built from lightweight alloys and reinforced fibers, the Marine Armor maximizes strength and resilience without slowing you down. It's agile despite its size."

John (inspecting the armor, nodding): "And we control it directly?"

Angela (nodding): "Fully. It's designed to work in harmony with the Hard Taping Custom. The armor's core absorbs the Hard Taping Custom's strain, allowing you to channel full strength without the usual wear and tear. Think of it as endurance meeting raw power."

Lysander watches as John and Eric study the armor, his smirk deepening as he points to specific features.

Lysander: "The Hard Taping Custom enables you to control the armor's limbs. The suit's core reactor not only powers the armor but sustains the Custom's enhanced strength output, giving you limitless control over your movements."

Eric (grinning): "So, more power, less exhaustion?"

Angela smiles as she sees their excitement growing.

Angela: "Exactly. With your martial arts training, your body control will be amplified. Strikes will hit harder, defenses will hold stronger, and endurance will no longer be a concern."

As John and Eric absorb this, Angela moves to a variant of the armor, a navy blue version with additional bulk.

Angela (gesturing): "This model, the Space Marine Armor, was originally designed for hostile environments. Reinforced with a barrier system, it can deflect mana-based attacks and endure heavy impacts. It's specifically designed to counter elemental users like Shizuka Maidono, who's got powerful water and ice control but with limited mana pool. This suit is perfect for outlasting her in battle."

John (inspecting the armor thoughtfully): "So we just wait her out, block her attacks, and let her exhaust herself?"

Lysander (nodding): "Exactly. And with Yue… well, the Abyssal Marine Armor's full-force output might give us a shot at catching him off guard."

He speaks as he points at the other marine armor, the red one.

Angela (smiling, energized): "The Abyssal Marine Armor. If Space Marine is about defense, Abyssal is all about offense. Built to absorb the strain from the Hard Taping Custom, it channels every ounce of strength you have into fast, overwhelming attacks. This suit was crafted to handle Yue's speed and precision."

Eric (wide-eyed, a grin spreading):

"Yue, huh? So with this, we're actually supposed to… take him on?"

Lysander (smirking): "You'll need every edge to catch him off guard. Yue's adaptive, fast, and ruthless in a fight. The Abyssal gives you that burst power to stay on his heels."

John steps up to the Abyssal Armor, running his hand along its reinforced plating, a determined glint in his eye.

John (focused): "So, high agility and speed combined. We're matching him on his own terms."

Angela nods, moving between the two suits to further emphasize their tactical roles.

Angela (explaining): "With Shizuka, the key is endurance. The Space Marine Armor's barriers are designed to shield against elemental strikes, absorbing and deflecting them until she's spent her mana. With Yue, though, it's about precision and timing. The Abyssal's agility allows you to react faster, using brute force to capitalize on his openings."

Eric and John exchange determined glances, the weight of their roles in the coming confrontation settling in.

Eric (clenching his fists, excitement in his voice): "Alright, so we've got offense and defense covered. How do we decide who takes which?"

Lysander (grinning): "That's up to you two. Who wants to go up against Shizuka, and who's brave enough to face the King?"

The room goes silent for a moment as the two martial artists contemplate their choices, their expressions serious.

John (after a pause, smirking): "I'll take the Abyssal. I want a shot at Yue. If we're proving our tech against superpowers, might as well take on the best."

Eric (grinning, nodding): "Then that leaves me with Space Marine and a water fight. I can handle a little splash."

Angela steps back, a proud smile on her face, while Lysander crosses his arms, watching them with satisfaction.

Angela (smiling, impressed): "Good. Remember, you're not just wearing these suits—you're representing our innovation, the intelligence of the Academic branch's students. Make them see the power of tech when it's in the right hands."

Scene: Council Observations and Concerns

INT. ST. ALARIC ACADEMY – STUDENT COUNCIL OFFICE – AFTERNOON

The Student Council Room is quiet, with light filtering in through the tall windows that overlook the academy grounds. From their vantage point, Sōshun Murasame, Oliver, and Elena stand watching the students below, many of whom are training with fierce intensity. The once lively room is filled with a more serious atmosphere as they take in the scene, sensing the weight of what's coming.

Sōshun folds his arms, his expression thoughtful as he observes the Superpower Branch students, each sparring with grim determination.

Sōshun (reflective): "It's clear this match is more than just a competition for them. They're treating it like a matter of pride. And a decisive victory? That'll ripple across both branches. Victory could unite one, but it may very well push the other even further away."

He lets his words hang in the air, watching as Oliver adjusts his glasses, brows knit with worry. Below them, a small group of Academic Branch students gather around a holographic training station, murmuring over the latest weapon stats and adjustments.

Oliver (softly, with concern): "It's the equipment, too. This match is different… It's not just about who's stronger or faster. The Academic Branch is wielding advanced tech, and GGG's equipment can do so much. If either side feels cornered or outmatched, things might escalate beyond what we're prepared for."

Elena, leaning against the window with her usual easy smile, tries to keep her voice light, though a hint of apprehension slips through.

Elena (sighing, trying for humor): "We're putting a lot on the line here—hoping we can keep things under control, at least. But with all this power and rivalry in one place… let's just say Senpai's work isn't getting any easier."

She glances toward Sōshun, her smile fading as she catches the serious look in his eyes.

Sōshun (quietly): "It's more than a match now. We'll need to be prepared if things go beyond the training grounds."

Oliver nods, his fingers tapping nervously against the table.

Oliver: "Do you think the students can handle it? If either side takes a hard loss, the backlash could be severe—especially with GGG's tech involved."

Sōshun's gaze remains fixed on the students, his expression unreadable.

Sōshun (firmly): "All we can do now is watch and be ready. Let's hope it ends with them just proving themselves on the field, not starting a battle neither side can stop."

The room falls silent as the three council members turn back to the grounds below, watching the distant figures sparring, strategizing, and preparing their minds on the match to come.