Chapter 1 - 21

“You never did play fair, Archer,” Fierce bellowed.

“Oh, so we are defining fair as tricking another into fighting your fight for you and then sabotaging the event? You realized I was going to figure out it was a trap, right?”

Fierce Hampton stood silently for two seconds, his expression unclear, and with a roar swung his broadsword at Reginald. Reginald ducked under the slow-moving blade and aims his gun at Fierce’s chest.

“Knock off the shenanigans, Fierce. This is not a legitimate fight and you know it.”

Fierce continued to swing his sword, and Reginald rolled out of the way and sprinted down the street, away from the attacker. Alan reached into his pockets to pull out what appeared to be a magician’s wand, but when Archer saw him moving forward, he shouted at Alan to stop. “Don’t interfere, I can handle this.”

“You won’t be able to handle me, Archer!” Fierce shouted as he started chasing after Reginald.

“What should we do?” Travis asked as he watched the two figures run down the street.

“There’s little we can do. When Reginald has made up his mind, he’ll refuse help no matter what,” Tina said.

“Yet he asked to be here to begin with,” Alan said, irritated. “Screw it, I’m following.”

“Better learn to fly then,” Tina said.

Travis turned to see that both Reginald and Fierce were in fact running vertically up the side of a building.

“Woo. Will I be able to do that?”