Each thrust felt like a heavy log slamming into a gong.
All efforts to stop the praying mantis were cut open by him, as his spear could seemingly slash through the sound. He was so fast that the television and other streaming services were forced to use a slow-motion feature to show a few of his moves!
Ajed Black stood still.
He was so defenseless and at Shaw's wish.
'Am... I going to lose... not to Joker... or Jester... but to the clown?' he thought.
It might have sounded rude, but the reality was that Shaw really fit into the role of a clown in the Casual Clowns team. Esports fans also deemed him the weakest, so it was fine for him to receive this title.
Being a clown, however, didn't mean he was truly the weakest.
Shaw had evolved so much that he could match his teammates and proudly stay beside them to represent their team on the international scene!
BANG! BANG! BANG!
And finally, a thud...
Ajed Black fell onto his rear. He raised his eyes at Shaw, his face draped in confusion and disbelief. His health points dropped below zero, so he had a mere second to take in the picture of his killer.
A man with a unique Joker Mask with horns and hollow eyes stood over him.
He curved his lips up, genuinely happy about his hunt!
'Damn clown...' Ajed Black thought as he dispersed into a thousand particles.
The core of Ogun, the African team, was defeated by I Come In Peace.
Such was a plot twist in this tournament.
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As Shaw had temporarily evolved into a different beast, defeating other shamans was just a formality.
Jake and Arthur relied on their ecstatic teammate, allowing him to do most of the work. Seeing Shaw cutting totems in half and standing over his enemies was so nice.
His appearance made him cooler, too.
'He also can't talk now,' Arthur whispered.
Jake nodded.
The man faintly smiled.
"In our second defense, we faced off against Blue Union. It was three versus three this time, but..." Sin twisted her face, appearing furious and bitter.
It was so rare to see her like that that even Arthur stood still, unable to mutter a word.
Sin calmed down. "Their team of three had a tank, a lance user... and a mage. The Meredith caught Damien in her chains and put him in an absurd skill! I couldn't heal him! I couldn't buff him! Nothing!
He was like a foreigner to me! Even legendary skill didn't help him!"
It wasn't surprising to see her so agitated and angry.
Damien meant much more to her as well.
The fact that she didn't wear her calm mask as she talked about the second raid spelled how much she loved her brother and hated to see him lose.
Meanwhile, Shaw and Arthur turned their eyes toward Jake.
He had confirmed that he'd taken a fancy to Meredith.
It was just a single meeting, but he could see her obsession and that it was a type that put him at ease. She could put a stop to his obsession.
He smiled. "Damien didn't die for naught, right?"
Last Coin nodded. "He said he had done a number to their tank. He broke his shield and sword, so Blue Union's tank can only rely on his armor..."
Jake nodded. "You're the leader from now on, Justin."
"Eh?" Last Coin jumped on the spot.
Jake cracked his neck. "It's fair to assume that Meredith is on the seventh floor. The other strongest participants must also be on the same floor. Rolling Thunder and the Witch, I guess. I'll pull off Joker Card and invite them for a mini battle royal game between the best of the best. While I'm busy with others, you sow The Apocalypse and win this tournament."
Arthur coughed. "Just don't say anything weird to Meredith."
Jake looked at him. "I'm only honest with my boys. We still snitching to Anna?"
"Guys, guys, guys! Don't bring it up! Of course you don't!" Shaw waved his hand. His other arm had yet to regenerate, but it was now clear he'd get it back with more healing.
Jake chuckled. "Don't worry." Jake turned his eyes toward worried Arthur. "She hasn't seen my obsessions yet."
That alone silenced Arthur and evaporated all concerns of his heart.
He nodded. "Yes. It's about time you show her what you're made of."