Now that was a close call, stayed any longer and they would have been wiped out. "Wooo! No one is dead?" Mel Stefano panted and stopped his sprint when they reached a few more tree trunks just laying around. He inspected for any wounded teammates in the exception of himself, he knew for a fact that he was alright and still kicking.

"Wish I was, man I don't know if I could face a team like that again." Fuole Honte said, huffing at his own turn as he stopped running and laid down the fields of fresh green grass. The other teammates from his caught up in a jiffy, not wasting too much time after their big escapade. "Don't say that, we've already
come so far, we might even win this." Mel Stefano growled at the sudden suggestion of his teammates giving up.

They wouldn't resign now would they? No, he cannot allow that, he cannot fight alone either. "Well what do we do? Fuola has barely any HP left and he already used up all of his medkits when we were in the city. Anyone have any?" Zane asked around. Fuola felt a tiny tint of red form up on his cheeks as he knew that his teammates would be willing to offer their healing sources for him.

"Ah thank you boys, greatly appreciated." The injured man snickered upon seeing Esther and Mel hand over two medkit cylindres. Of course, he wasn't going to use all four of them but keep the two others he didn't use for later. "Why did we need to surrender anyways?" Zane took a seat near the injured man. Mel sighed, did he not get it?

"Would you rather all of us to have died back then than be here?" The team leader scolded, not bothering to take a seat down like his three other comrades, who all huddled by the rocks and grass. "To be fair, we were up against a powerhouse team. The chances of us losing was expected from a mile back." Esther pointed out as he lifted his shades.

Mel shook his head at that, incorrect.
"More like a draw to me. We managed to shoot one of their comrades and they managed to shoot ours. Pretty fair and no victory just yet." He explained. Esther gave a friendly shrug before turning over to Fuola and Zane Lindau. "What do you say we do now, Mel?" Esther asked once more. Mel Stefano narrowed his eyes as he had just formed a brand new idea in his mind.

"Simple. We go after another powerhouse team after Fuola has healed up."

The man ignored all questionable and angry remarks from his comrades. He wanted the glory to be able to take a powerhouse team down.
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Lurking around the clearings and making sure to use trees as temporary cover, a magazine of bullets fell beside the newbie of the Progenitors team. Ky Luc sighed impatiently as he picked the fallen magazine back up and placed it on his lap. "Well this isn't good." He commented quietly.

Siga Madu glanced over curiously to the newbie, he folded his wings and snickered. "Oh what seems to be the matter?" He questioned in a singing tone. Despite them surviving an attack coming from two teams, the team leader didn't seem at all shaken up nor paranoid that they might get attacked again.

The newbie gulped, trying to stall for time by using a charming smile—of course, he knew very well that it may have no affect on the team leader and Urd Geales. He wasn't too sure even how the eccentric one, Rigr Stafford, would react. However,
he merely wanted to hide a terrible truth.

In defeat, he rose his head and grabbed the magazine that was on his lap. "Well see, boss, I believe I am running out of mags." He pointed out their little problem with a concerned tone. He was trying to laugh off the thoughts of disappointment appearing on his fellow comrades' faces.
He was right, which was what hurt the most.

Urd Geales sighed and placed a hand over his forehead, focusing on shielding his eyes from making contact with Ky Luc's. Siga Madu crossed his arms, not hiding the fact that he was a little bit upset about this whole turn of events.
As for Rigr, he glanced from the wing-wearing man, to his brother and shot a smirk back at the newbie of the team.

"Oh running out of mags, so soon? Even after such a terrific performance?" The black haired man stood up from the patch of grass he was sitting. Ky's ear slightly twitched at the finishing word from that phrase, was that praise coming from his lord Stafford? Knowing him and his devious tricks, Ky didn't know if he should believe a word from that. But,

"Unfortunately so, m'lord."

He replied quietly and gave an apologetic look towards the black haired man who had spoken to him just now. The black haired man giggled quietly and nodded, he began to walk off slowly towards the fields right up ahead.

Urd Geales narrowed his eyebrows, keeping a close watch on his brother. Rigr was famous for his unpredictable and strange behaviour. He was the type of person to go tumbling down that small hill leading to the fields and yell out for someone to try shooting him down. He couldn't have such a particularity happening right now.

Therefore, he glanced back at the team leader. He said no words, only waited for what the wing-dressed man had to say about their current situation. They survived an attack from both directions, so what? Siga Madu wanted more battles, more fighting to satisfy his blood thirst.
Urd sighs, but Siga Madu hasn't gone out to battle.

No, he was cruel enough to send the three of them and just watch from afar.

"That's alright, Ky. Hopefully we won't have to fight anymore. Man, this tournament is getting boring," the silver haired player commented, mainly referring to Ky's earlier comment about running out of ammo. Still though, it was a rather unordinary thing that their team leader would say. Or possibly it's referring to him finally battling alongside them?

Urd shut his eyes, he shouldn't be questioning his team leader no matter how subtle and bizarre he likes to put things.

As for he newbie, he took a deep breath prior to confidently nodding in his team leader's direction.
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Despite letting away that other team, the Shinoa Squad's hands were still full. Located a bit away from the spot where they had their previous fight, the six members were being under attack by a squadron of six as well.

At least, that's what had happened ten minutes ago. It was now 5:54PM. All six members of the Shinoa squad were alive and well, no injuries whatsoever. Had they been healed during the fight, remains unknown.

For their enemy team, they were facing against "MEV" it stood for: "Machinima Emporium Veterans". A group of six gun freaks who entered the tournament with nothing but bluff and unprepared training.
Six was the number they crossed paths with the Shinoa squad, zero was the number that they'd end the fight with.

The purple haired leader climbed up from a massive rock that she was hiding behind the entire battle. With cold brown eyes, she approached the remaining member of the "MEV" team. Holding her scythe loosely, she stopped at his head.

"Please..." a spiky brown haired player begged as he spat out blood on the rock he was laying pronely on. He was a man of his 40's, rather punk-line as well. He had a white tank top with baggy jeans. For accessories, there was a chain wrapped from his pants' pocket to his left leg. His name was Angie Kiyamuura, a pathetic pistol user.

Shinoa lifted her scythe up to meet with the defenceless player's neck before lopping it off its body completely. She didn't want to hear any more of this untrained squadron's pleas. She didn't even pay attention if he was the original leader of the team—but she guesses not.
Sighing, Shinoa stared down at the 'DEAD' lifted marker atop Angie's body.

"We survived that, surprisingly." The axe-carrying player came up behind her team leader with a flustered look. She was relieved though, don't get her wrong.
Shinoa didn't turn around, her eyes did dart back over to her curses gear, watching as pixelated blood dripped down from her sharp scythe. "But I thought they'd be quite strong. Sure, they were idiots in many ways." She told Mitsuba, not turning around to face her.

Mitsuba raised an eyebrow at her comment. "What, so you wanted an actual challenging opponent? We could get crushed, you know?" She wanted to point out. Though, such behaviour only sprouted a small smile to form on Shinoa Hiiragi's lips. She hadn't smiled the whole time during this battle.

"It's not that I want a challenging fight." simply replied Shinoa. She was brief and subtle as ever, it upsetted Mitsuba gravely. Was their team leader trying to hide tricks or did this battle simply didn't live up to her expectations? She certainly hoped for the latter.

Appearing from a bush, Mikaela stepped out and made his way towards the two girls on his team. He rose his wrist at their level and the time was readable for the both of them. "Guys, we missed the scan from last time." He alerted the two girls quietly, still making his way over to them.

Shinoa didn't need him to come closer, she could have already predicted what time it was when the battle ended. It was a gut feeling. "In that case," she started, beginning to turn around to leave these two blondes behind. Mikaela and Mitsuba awaited patiently for her next orders.

"Why don't we try heading off towards one of the powerhouse teams?"
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A little bit further away from all powerhouse teams, a small player abruptly stopped walking at the small ticks of their wrist watch.

Her comrades, that were walking in front of her, had noticed that she stopped.
"What's the matter, Krullie?" voiced out the deranged silver haired demon with an almost too friendly smile. Of course, he'd be the one commenting about such things

The pink haired player looked down on her wrist watch prior to raising her head to spot six eyes looking down on her. "Well, what's the matter?" The smaller player, the one wearing a top hat, prompted impatiently. No more games, when something was wrong, they needed to tell each other.

She pulled her hand back, hiding her wrist watch from their eyes and instead pulled out their team's respective terminal scan.
Her crimson red eyes glanced down at the map unfolding before her very eyes and with an alarming beep,

"It's 6:00PM, scan is starting. Gather everyone." 
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A/N: Oh goodness, now I know it took me quite some time to finish writing this chapter but I was mainly too caught up in other fandoms. Though luckily, the protagonists of this story would be getting a complete chapter solely dedicated to them on the next one! I gotta think about a clever gun fight for KFLC....I'll catch you all in the next one. Cya!^^