Anaak Jahad gives out a knowing smirk. "Alright. I will add a rule." Lero Ro places a hand on Anaak's shoulder. "if Bam's team join the next round and become the final winner of the game, Anaak's green April goes to Bam, and (y/n) can punch you once. and anaak can't steak the black March from him."

"But if Bam's team loses the game, Bam's black march goes to Anaak And Anaak can punch (y/n) once. there are no other changes to the game which means team Anaak lost this round. so the next round starts without a winning team."

"well, let's proceed with the game again."

~

gosh, it became such a haggle. 'how annoying.' I thought. I flattened out my shirt by pulling the bottom area and adjusted my (f/c) scarf, making sure it stays pinned around my neck and doesn't get lost in the upcoming fight.

it's going to be as rowdy as a bar in a game night. and i'm not looking forward to it.

I tested the water a little bit, but like, literally. water started forming up above the palm of my hand, forming a circle-shaped pool of water. it turns into four droplet-shaped and looking at it satisfied me. I clenched my hand tight and felt the presence of the water that was once there, now gone. with that, I felt confident and ready.

I looked and saw Khun fixing his tie once more and Rak lounging around. Bam behind them two, timidly walking towards us, head down. "I'm sorry," he said, "because of me, the three of you are in danger and I can't really do much." his grip on the black needle tightened.

"don't worry Bam. thanks to you, that lizard got out of the chair." Khun tried to make him feel better. at least a little bit. "yeah!" I appeared beside him, draping my hand around his shoulder, pulling him closer to me. "besides, that egg-laying, good for nothing green reptile is literally good for nothing!" I gave a cheery smile which he returned with a saddened one.

"but Bam. you're pretty amazing. you kept the black March from Jahad's daughter. Frankly speaking, I am surprised." Bam looks down at the ground. I giggled jokingly and whispered to Khun, "I'm gonna bet $50 she lied and she's not actually Jahad's daughter." Khun stared at me in disbelief with an eyebrow raised, soon noticing that I'm actually serious about the bet. he sighed, pinching his nose slightly. "fine, I bet $50 that she's not lying and she's actually Jahad's daughter."

" you know... there's nothing to be amazed at." our attention shifts back to Bam as he finally starts speaking again. "I could do it because I had you three. besides, I got help from the Black March once. I don't want to betray her... that's what I learned." he smiled, looking down sadly.

Khun stayed silent for a moment, before sending sharp words towards all of us, "but it doesn't change the fact that you don't have enough power to protect the Black March, Bam. which means what you did was pure bluff." Bam's face scrunched up in agony. "listening to you, I now wonder why you did that."

"that stupid crocodile is not that useful compared to his body size, right? and the stupid water necromancer nymph loving twat can't even go full power." ouch...

I pouted at him, "Hmph!" I crossed my arm and walked closer to Bam, "but you are still amazing." he mumbled. "huh?"

"you're not strong and you've got no skills to rely on, but you try to protect people who trust you. I could never do that..." Khun gives him a small smile. Seemingly a sad one.

"the third round of the crown game will begin shortly! the teams that want to join press the buzzer before the count is over."

"Should we go now?" Khun grins at us. "not like we have a choice." I muttered.

"FIVE!" a loud creaking was heard as the iron gates opened up with a loud bang. "third round the crown game ready to start!"

I grinned, stepping out of the cell, "I'm going to punch her eyeballs in."

~ 3rd person P.O.V because it's easier ~

with the green reptile out, the whole crowd goes in. they would, of course, feel more relieved after seeing such a monster defeated.

but that doesn't mean there aren't any other monsters.

from a wand using witch to a nut sized demon, black-eyed human squirrel, all the regular seemed to be at ease for this round. confident that they would be the one victorious.

if only a certain blue-haired man didn't have tricks up his sleeve. already sitting on the throne, crown in hand. "oh, this feels better!"

the regulars gasped slightly at the sight. wondering how he got there in the first place. "is the game over if I sit here with this crown?" Khun jokingly taunts, waving the crown up and down. the regulars mentally screamed and cursed at him. "but that's no fun..."

"let's not make this boring." he stuffed the crown in his bag, pulling out a silver knife, it's edge gleaming, "fight me, weaklings. if you beat me, I'll give you the crown." Khun challenged

even though the taunts were targeted towards the enemy, that didn't stop (y/n) Daeyang's blood from boiling hot. "damn, he's so annoying!" she mutters angrily. but she's not the only one who's agitated.

"damn! stop bluffing! you got no sense of respect! you and the lizard! didn't your teacher teach you manners?" the black-haired sniper started shooting towards Khun's direction, which he reflected easily by holding up his bag. "on second thought," the blue-haired male threw his knife behind him. "this is a bit troublesome. I change my mind."

his hand rummaged into the bag and he pulled out the gold crown, throwing it far away from the throne, all across the room. "there~"

the crown falls down with a clink. "you guys fight." he commands. "w-what!?" the rest of the room yelled out, annoyed with his antics, "what are you doing?!"

Khun hummed in amusement. "I gave you the crown. fight amongst yourselves. when you're done, the winner may come up here and fight me." he sounded so annoying that (y/n) just wanted to pull his mouth off and shove it up to his ass. "I'm really glad he's in our team and all that, but can I please punch the shit out of him once we're done." (y/n)'s hand twitched in annoyance.

"he's so cocky- I just can't- UGH!" she pulled her (h/c) hair, frustrated. they can just imagine the cocky man with devil horns and fangs, ruling over Hell itself. 'he'd look quite cute with devil hornswhat am i thINKING?!'

the room fell silent for a moment before they heard a small squeaking. it quickly turned into a loud frustrated scream. "I really... really want to... to kill that blue-haired jerk!" they all shot glares at the smirking devil. "hey guys! let's have peace for now! let's kill that cocky son of a bitch first!" the sniper suggested. "alright, I agree!" pink bitch said, "let's not touch the crown before we kill him."

'wow, they really do hate him.' (y/n) thought to herself, sweat dropping. "ha! really? I bet my money on that fat flying pig!" he mocked some more, a vein in (y/n) head twitched. "shut up! we will fight after we beat you to a pulp!" they protested. "oh really?" Khun looked down at them like they were just ants under his feet.

"that's too bad..." he grabbed another knife from his bag, "the fight between you guys would have been more fun. because you are on the same level." he stood up, "you guys aren't playing this game very well..."

~ back to your P.O.V because i have lost my skills in making 3rd person P.O.Vs~

the room went pin-drop silent. Khun broke it by jeering again, "what? not fighting?" and at the same time, a bunch of regulars went in to charge. "this is going to be fun~" I heard Khun mumble. the man has lost his mind.

a multiple-eyed man swung his weapon at Khun, while Rak got busy with a long potato. I, myself, was attacked by a strange-looking, green haired peanut lad. "oi, ya better hand over that lad head over there. he a bit annoyin' eh?" the man with four arms I fought with said, switching between an Irish accent and a British one. I ducked as he swung a mace towards my face. "easy there! you don't want to break this face, do you?" I manage to get behind him, hitting his head with the handle of my sword. "oh, and do us all a favor would ye lad and choose a mother fucking accent." I stepped on his back once more, for good measures, and looked at Khun fighting a giant blob of monstrosity.

it roared at him and Khun casually sucked it into his bag. ???

either way, we ended up meeting each other in the middle, back to back.

I was focused on the pink woman to notice the sniper guy firing at Bam, but before the bullet hit him, it stopped, and so did everyone except his teammates. 'reverse control? or was it something else?' I looked at him in shock.

Khun and Rak took this chance to attack and so did I.

threw a dagger at a random girl that about to throw a spear, I did.

"don't touch my prey! you stupid turtles! lousy turtles! worse than lizards!" Khun gives out a small grin. I thought the grin complemented his face. maybe I thought wrong. I hope I thought wrong.

from afar, the squirrel-sized demon picked up the crown, grinning in victory. that is, of course, before Khun grabbed the actual crown from his leathered suitcase, making the fake vanish.

"what's... what's happening? what's wrong?" he trembled. "abracadabra-" Khun tilted his bag, knives dropping out, pooling in front of him. "it's the fun and amazing duplicating bag!"

I elbowed his side, grinning. "you should join for advertising and commercials." he rolled his eyes. "you'd be an amazing actor- pft-" he chuckled at my comment.

I felt my heart skip a beat.

fuck me and my weak heart.

"maybe I should." he played along, ignoring the screaming goblin in front of us.