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Their only advantage was the fact that they had numbers on their side. With the prisoners fighting alongside them, their win was basically guaranteed, at least that\'s what he concluded anyway.

They were getting their asses handed to them by kids he surmised weren\'t much older than Isaac, it was embarrassing to say the least. If it were his prime days, he could\'ve handled all these people by himself, but here he was, struggling against just one.

One that seemed to have an eye for the battlefield, James didn\'t appear strong to him but he fought strategically. Using their incordination against them, confusing those who were fighting for the first time in their lives.

\'I should\'ve trained them, I grew too relaxed, thinking this place would never really be found.\' He thought to himself while avoiding one of his men, who was stumbling backwards almost colliding with him.

He glided forwards trying to catch James off guard, but his seemingly omnipresence saw him coming from the very first step he took. His pathetic attempt at a punch was met with a block and a nasty kick to the ribs.

Nobody could see it but James had a crazed smile on his face, he never thought for a second there\'d be something he\'d enjoy more than cooking but this was it. He found himself glad he took the dean\'s advice and joined the fight that had been going on for decades without him ever knowing.

Just at the corner of his eye something caught his attention, "Fe! Behind you!" James shouted from afar.

The name in itself sounded weird to everyone there, but Felix seemed to immediately understand that the voice was shouting for him. He was too excited, too immersed that he was leaving himself completely open. But his agile nature made him a force to be reckoned with.

This was another thing that made them shine in the battlefield, the fact they warned each other, the fact that the warning wouldn\'t go to waste because the person warned would react fast to parry the dangers.

Wilfred would\'ve been proud, they were his underlings after all and he trained them well. Though he\'d show his pride by training them harder, he wasn\'t someone who appreciated menial mistakes.

Felix quickly turned but just his head, he was still dealing with ones in front of him, two were charging him from behind. Instead of attending to them, it was about time to use one of the explosives they\'d gotten. He didn\'t need to turn this time around, he\'d already seen their position, he just threw the little metalic ball to halt their progress.

They jumped back a little, trying to get away from whatever he threw but when nothing happened they charged in. The moment they got in its vicinity, they could feel gravity failing them. Their bodies felt heavier, they started dropping to the floor.

Nobody understood why they were screaming their lungs out, begging for Felix to make it stop. Some of their comrades came rushing to help only to be flattened like pancakes as well.

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The gravity surrounding that one place didn\'t stop increasing, some saw to their consciousness escaping them, some soiled their pants. Those who were a bit resilient made unbelievable shrills.

They couldn\'t help it, their skin was tearing from flesh and muscles, their bones were breaking. Everyone in the room had stopped fighting, watching closely but very far from the spot.

Trent watched this nightmare unfold in front of him, eyes wide open with fear he\'d never known his entire life. The only thing on his mind now, was how to escape and hopefully take the Blakesons out of the building above them.

He couldn\'t imagine what otherworldly technology these people had, it would be pretty stupid if he fought something he knew nothing about.

Though he noticed the body language of their enemies, their demeanor showed him that they were just as surprised, as if they had no idea that would happen.

His comrades were now nothing but liquid of flesh, blood and bones. Their eyes had fallen off their skulls, their screams were heard no more. Unbelievable silence plagued the corridor.

"What the f*ck, the President is absolutely crazy!" Felix shouted breaking the unnerving silence, "but I like it!!"

The others could do nothing but nod in agreement. He\'d given them a really big edge. Now they wondered what else were these explosives capable of, they didn\'t know whether it was appropriate to call them that though.

"You, demons, what have you done!" Trent found his voice, Felix\'s shouting woke him up from his involuntary slumber.

"Us? Demons? You\'re the one to talk, old man." Kiro said as he unfastened the tie that threatened to strangle him. "Whose bright idea was it that we wore suits?" He turned away from the hypocrite that called them demons.

"You seem to have forgotten that it was you two who made us wear these because you had a business thing." Nikolai shot back, unbuttoning some of his shirt buttons.

They\'d completely destroyed their enemies by now, Trent was left with less than five people on his side even they weren\'t in great shape.

"You call us demons, but what of the atrocities that you people commit in our country? Did you think they\'d go unpunished, do you think we aren\'t watching?" Ishaan surprised everyone, he sounded nothing like the sweet, forever wavering boy.

"Just, who are you? why now?" Trent\'s trembling voice couldn\'t be contained as hard as he tried. He wasn\'t fearing for himself, he was a loyal dog to the end, he just wanted his master to be out of this place.

"Who are we? That\'s a good question. We are insurgency, an uprising that will destroy the monarch the rich have created." Kiro answered when nobody else was.

"Are you sure about that?" A deep voice sounded from down the corridor.

Their heavy footsteps carried great weight, everyone could feel it. He was close, now, with an army behind him. It was the Gladiator, Jin Misaki, Hiro\'s father.