''He must be there...'' A young man with ordinary brown hair muttered as he looked at the metal door in front of them, with a blade of the sword stabbing through the lock of the door.
There were two other young men next to him; both of them had a vicious look on their faces as they looked at the metal door.
Their goal was to get the Power Limit Remover but after that... Who gets the Power Limit Remover will be the question.
Each one of these young men wants the Power Limit Remover from themselves, and they aren't willing to let anyone else get it!
This is another weakness in these team-ups. Most of them want to win and return to their families with pride, but to do that... They need Power Limit Remover!
Most of the fighters in this tournament are outcasts of their families, whose lives didn't matter much.
Their families pretty much sent them to their deaths.
There are few Aces of some of the weaker families, and they are taking huge risks on sending them, but that alone tells a lot about the importance of Power Limit Remover.
''Let's go kill him; what are we waiting for?'' One of the young men asked impatiently. He had short black hair with black eyes.
''We will be targeted if we get early... And the one who has the Power Limit Remover must be strong.'' The young man with the brown hair said
The third young man had blond hair with scars around his cheeks, ''How strong can he be? He is hiding like a rat.''
The young man with a brown hair gritted his teeth, 'Fools! You two are so eager to die? Fine then... I will get that Power Limit Remover and fucking show my family that I am the Top Genius of the family and not my shitty younger brother!'
''Fine, let's destroy the door and make a quick attack.'' He said while the two young men next to him nodded.
They went to the metal door, and the young man with black hair kicked at the door, which only made a sound of bam, but the door didn't even budge.
''We need to get the sword out first!'' The young man with a brown hair shouted.
''Then you do it! We aren't your slaves!'' The young man with black hair shouted angrily.
''Tsk.'' The young man with brown hair clicked his tongue with annoyance. He went towards the blade and tried to push it away, and when that didn't work, he tried to pull it, but neither of those worked.
''Let me do it!'' The black-haired young man pushed him to the side, ''Fucking useless, no wonder your family abandoned you.''
The brown-haired young man had his eyes going redder out of anger, and his hands started twitching. He really wanted to stick his sword so deep inside the black-haired young man's throat that he would start shitting pieces of metal.
The black-haired young man arrogantly pointed his sword towards the blade, which was stuck on the door. He made a large slashing motion and swung his sword towards the blade.
He tried to break the blade of the sword, which would make removing the sword much easier!
He had a confident smirk on his face, but his smirk soon froze as his sword clashed with the blade.
The blade of his sword cracked and flew to the ceiling, while the sword, which was stuck on the door, was completely unharmed!
''What is that sword made of?!'' He screamed in shock.
The brown-haired young man started chuckling, ''Was that it? How disappointing.''
The black-haired young man looked at him with an enraged look, but it also had a tinge of embarrassment, ''Then you do it, oh right, you failed even more miserably!''
''Heh...'' The brown-haired young man clenched his fists as his hand started closing on the hilt of his sword.
''Enough.'' The blond-haired young man said, ''I know what should we do.''
''Hmm?'' The two young men who were arguing only a second ago turned their heads towards the blond-haired young man.
The blond-haired young man touched the wall and smiled. He raised his leg and smashed his leg through the wall.
''We don't need to go from the door... We can make our path.'' He grinned and looked towards the young man who was nodding.
They started kicking a path for themselves, and soon they entered the roof.
''Well then... Where is that fucker.'' The black-haired young man looked at his smartwatch and saw the blue dot, but he also saw the red dot... But it was right behind them.
''I don't think he is here.'' The black-haired young man said and continued, ''It says that the red dot is right behind u—'' His words were cut off as something metallic pierced through his throat.
The two young men turned their heads around and widened their eyes in shock. They saw the black-haired young man dying instantly, while another black-haired young man appeared, but he looked vastly from the one who died only a second ago.
The new black-haired young man screamed the word strong, while his presence alone made everyone think about the meaning of life.
The two young men started slowly retreating while Ichiro slowly approached them.
''W-We came here to hide!'' The brown-haired young man said with an apologetic face, ''W-We didn't know anyone was here... I apologise if we disturbed you.'' He bowed while sweatdrops trickled down his average-looking face.
The blond-haired young man bowed as well, 'He is a smart one! Maybe we can use pity to survive this mess!'
Ichiro scratched his neck, ''Is that so?''
The brown-haired young man smiled and nodded, ''W-We will leave; I am sorry once again.''
''Hmm...'' Ichiro hummed, and a small smirk appeared on his face, ''I heard your conversation, maybe you shouldn't have shouted so loudly.''
The brown-haired young man paled.
The blond-haired young man instantly grew angry, 'I take it back, you are fucking stupid!' He screamed internally.
''Fuck!'' The brown-haired young man unsheathed his sword and swung it towards Ichiro, but then he felt something tingly in his arm.
He turned his head towards the arm he used to hold a sword and widened his eyes in terror.
His arm was missing!
