Villain Ch 2005. Semi Finals [Part 4]
The dome was a blur of silence, every spectator frozen. No one blinked. Not Allen and his girls. Not Elio and his team. Not the commentators. Not the devs. This was it.
Score 4—4.
One standing for each side.
And time ticking.
[Timer: 00:01:22]
Arcana's HP: 12%
Red_King's HP: 48%
Red_King's Buffs: ATK +50%, AGI +50%, DEF +50%
Arcana's mind raced. His blood roared in his ears. He felt every bead of sweat sliding past his brows, every cut and scratch stinging along his ribs and arms. Azura was gone. His last teammate. Their plan was working. They had Alex. But didn't stop Red's blade.
His legs burned. His chest felt too tight. But his brain? Still working.
He remembered Alex's move. Stall. Escape. Let the timer run. Endurance over confrontation.
He didn't have buffs. He didn't have the HP pool. But maybe… maybe he could run the clock.
