Chapter 37- A victor at last.

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JANE'S POV. 'Hah shit.....'. What was it...? Pain ?. One of the few sensations that is hated by humans in general. An uncomfortable sensation that makes the brain cry out stop each time information reaches it. Words wouldn't be enough to describe how much pain I was in as his fists continued to violently assault my face, My most valued feature. But that was the least of my worries. I kept on wondering whether or not I would remain conscious when he finally decided to stop his barrage of attacks. It was annoying that I couldn't do anything else other than thinking and I tend to think back in the past to wonder where it all went wrong. It's a simple question that attracts a simple response which is 'I didn't take him Seriously. Even after my mother warned me'. I felt perplexed by the mix of emotions and pain that rushed all sorts of information to my brain and I continued to grasp on the little consciousness I had left. 'Should have just used my whole abilities from the very beginning'. I was more worried about the families higher than us in the Rankings rather than the battle at hand. I made up my mind right there and then. That if I grasp even a little bit of consciousness. I'll surely trample on this guy. As if in response to my request. Albert suddenly ceased his reign of attacks and clenched his right arm as a blue light suddenly shone from one of his holes. '..those holes...the more he opened...the faster he became....I should take note of that just in case' "It's over.....Lock 9...open !". He cried out as he slammed his fist on my abdomen. The mix of emotions and pain curled into a tight knot in my brain as blood spurted out my mouth. It felt like my intestines were churning at each other as the force sent me to the ground and further away from him but...I was still CONSCIOUS. The crowd began to scream in excitement as if Albert had already won the battle. I mean that is what it should have seemed like but sadly for you all. 'Poseidon...' water wrapped around me tightly, preventing me from hitting the wall of the Arena. It was a common thought most of us in the battle would have chosen. Eliminate your opponent by throwing them against the walls of the Arena so even if they were still conscious, they would be out of the battle. The crowd seemed to have gone silent since I could no longer hear their deafening voices though I did hear one voice. "It's about time my son". Mothers encouraging voice. I may not seem like it but I'm a sucker for my mother. I'm what you would call a mothers child so that was more than enough reason for me to flip the switch. "You still won't give up Elder brother" Albert whined. He seemed fixated on the thought of victory. How ? How dare he ?. My body laid lightly on the wall of water that formed blocking me from hitting the wall as my wounds began to self heal. "It's too bad Albert....you could have done your best to make me unconscious" "Hm ?" He muttered though he seemed to get the gist of what was about to take place. "What...What are you trying to say..." "I have only one request, Albert..." My voice came off calm and rasp as I looked up at him through my bloodied face. ".....don't die". "Beseech upon me your mighty trident !" I cried out and in response a bright blue light shone from the sky and a trident fell down to a path in front of me. I rushed towards it and grabbed it, spinning it at the same time as I forced my body to turn towards his direction. I clenched my grip and flung it at him with force in hope it would take him down but he only propelled himself away from my trajectory to dodge the attack. I clicked my tongue in annoyance as the trident struck the Audience section. They were teleported away as soon as possible as well. I charged at him, stomping my foot on the ground as I rose up into the sky. He noticed me and aimed his right palm at me again. "....Guess I have no choice..." I muttered as the stigma of Asclepius disappeared on my right hand and another one began to form. The beam shot out before I should have retaliated but I had more than enough time to appear at the other end of the Arena dodging his attack in a swift motion. Albert slowly turned his head towards me and a childishly annoyed expression etched on his face. I felt a chuckle escape my lips as I looked at my right arm. 'Just in time...' I thought. Normal POV. Albert seemed at a loss for words on seeing Jane at the other end of the Arena. His little brain contemplated so many reasons why his attack didn't strike him down and he came up with two reasons 'either he teleported....or he ran....did he already change one of the gods ?' Though he might be a little young compared to the others, his field of thinking and his superior abilities made him stand out even amongst them giving him enough face to battle against them heads on. He was a prodigy of his generation though it seemed he couldn't come up with a solution this time. He was about to attack again when Jane appeared above him. 'Speed ! It's definitely speed !' He thought when Jane swung his leg down from, slamming him back into the ground. Jane landed on the ground safely as Albert forced his way out yet again. He panted heavily as his eyes focused on his right hand 'symbol....there's just two' He thought. "Oh...you must be wondering what I did right ?" Jane asked, his voice sounding rasp and loud. "You might want to beat the answer out of me !" He cried out as he appeared beside him yet again. 'How ?! How ?! How ?!' Albert thought over and over again. This speed was not in human terminology. He couldn't grasp when he left his position and he didn't feel his presence until he appeared again. It seemed like he was teleporting but it was speed. Godly speed. This was an obvious abuse of abilities ! Jane threw his right fist at his face, blowing him into the ground. Albert groaned in pain as he felt a sudden rush of screaming information to his brain. He couldn't grasp why his metal plates failed to block the hit. His metal armor was supposed to be as hard as gold but even the strength of gold can't handle the strength of a god ?! The force blew him away and in the blink of an eye, he struck the wall of the Arena causing a large depression into the hardened cement. It seemed victory was now safely in his palm. Note to self : The Arena is as large as a football field

Chapter 37- A victor at last.

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