William Anderson
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'Sigh! I don't have another corn or anything else to eat. I can't possibly enjoy a fight without something to snack on,' I expressed my worries internally as I watched Leon with my exasperated eyes. 'I fucking need something to eat!!' But I can't go in the middle of the match so I had no choice but to wait. I unwillingly settled on my seat after that. *** Two students stood on each side of the arena. One was Leon from class A; the guy rumored as the strongest first-year student of this batch, he was…
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With a She could see her right hand in front of her face but it was not holding anything in it, her palm was open and was touching the ground. There at a distance from her hand lay the sword she'd been fighting with. Not wasting any more time she quickly rose to her feet and was just about to pick up her sword and fight again when the referee announced the end of the match. She didn't realize what happened until she calmed down and reflected back on her actions. When she was consumed by the emotions of…
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Lying on the ground down-faced, Nsiria was regretting how she missed a golden opportunity—one that will never shine on her again, all while she kept cursing herself for messing this up. Her heart was paining so much that she would've cried if she wasn't in public. Something was strange though, a few minutes had passed since she fell but the referee hasn't announced the end of the match. Sensing this she turned her head and looked at the referee with confusion, when she did, she saw that the referee was…
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After that incident Nsiria stayed on the rooftop—stunned from shock—until it was dark outside. She waited for the night to fall so she can go back to her room, after all, there was no way she could go in the daytime—she was bathed in semen and her clothes were torn off. The time for students to stay outside was already over, it was past 9:30 pm, hence she will have to pay a penalty of 10,000 C if she was caught by a staff member but compared to what had just happened to her, it was a minor…
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There was a feeling of frustration, anger, and resentfulness inside Nsiria when she became aware of the fact that the one she is going to fight in this training session is Seiren of class A. At first, she was not happy about this but then when she thought it over for a while, she realized that it might not be that bad, after all. Actually, this was an opportunity for her; to take her revenge. 'Yeah, this is perfect. I will make her pay for all the things she did with the help of this fight. This is a…
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"Huff…huff…haa, just you wait. I'll beat the shit out of you!" Seiren blustered at Nsiria as she stared at her with her angry-looking eyes. She was tired, indeed, and she didn't want to fight this match anymore, it was a pain for her. But that doesn't mean she won't want to win though, losing was a thing she absolutely hated. That's why even if she had to push herself to the limits she was not willing to let Nsiria win at any cost. Nsiria didn't respond to her threat and only raised her sword in…
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I came back to my seat just before the next match started, but I was not alone; I had toasted corn in my hands. I sat on the seat and took a bite; I looked around and saw Anya who was seated a few seats away from me. Coincidently, she was also looking my way. Our eyes met and I gave her a thumbs up, and I meant it, she'd performed well in the match. She replied with a smile and then turned away. I then focused my attention on the arena. By the time I arrived, the two students who were going to fight had…
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Anya bent forward a little in Roclus's direction, holding onto her sword with only her right hand she raised it in the air. She then started channeling manna throughout her body and sword; the golden-colored light on her blade shone more brightly. She was pretty average in handling mana though since she had learned to do so only after coming to the academy; before then all the battles she fought relied on raw strength. Due to this, she took a bit more time than usual to get her body ready. It would've…
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'Now, this is too much. I can't prolong this fight anymore; I should've won in the starting few minutes. The water is over the head now! Okay, let's finish this with the next attack,' thought Roclus as he grinned internally. Anya had backed off before so there was a distance between the two of them, Roclus stood straight facing Anya and held his sword tightly. He supplied his legs with strength and mana as he focused his mind, channeling his magical energy into the sword too. "Magiken!!!" Roclus…
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The academy stadium was filled with students, today was a holiday and the second, third, and fourth-year students had also come to watch the practice session. At this point, I don't if calling it a practice session would be right because it was almost like a tournament, with the only difference being that it was not. The academy has probably set it like this to make create a sort of entertainment activity for the senior students. There are several reasons I think of for doing this, first was that the…
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