Eye Of The Eclipse 56 Battle Royale

Reaching into his bag, he pulled out a small plate-like pad which emitted a light glow. "That is?" Rykar asked after having been pa.s.sed one, along with the rest of the group.

"It's a noise pad, usually used by little kids as a toy to be honest. It does literally what the name says, makes a noise if you smack it." Demonstrating its use py placing it on the table and bringing his fist down on it, he turned to Rob and stuck it on his back underneath his cloak. "Pick someone and stick this pad onto the centre of their backs where they aren't able to reach."

Obviously, the twins chose each other, sticking the pads on while Chance waited for them. "Rykar' can you take the whiteboard and weighing scale from your storage? I'll need them for this next bit."

It wasn't long before the whiteboard was mounted onto the wall along with a scale underneath it. The board was then divided into two portions, one with the dates listed along with Rykar and Loki's names, in order to record the twin's weight increases. The other was then divided into four columns with one for each of their names.

"This is the start of a never ending battle royal. If you hit the plate on anyone else's back, hard enough to make it croak, you get a point." He looked around at the other three, smiling as he saw the look of nostalgia on Rob's face. "If your pad is. .h.i.t, no one is able to get another point from you unless there has been five minutes wait time between hits.

"You'll know when this time has pa.s.sed because the pads don't make noise if hit too frequently, the light will also dull slightly. If you hit it and it DOES NOT make a noise, then it doesn't qualify for a point, whether the light is on or not.

"Any questions?" Chance took a moment to check the twins understanding.

"Can you only hit it with your hands, or anything?" Loki asked.

"Anything, as long as it was you that caused it to get set off."

"What does the winner get?"

"Nothing, but I guess we could come with something later on."

"Can you team up on others?"

"If you want to, but only the person that hits the plate gets the point. If you think you can trust each other enough then sure, go for it."

With the last of the questions being answered, Chance started packing away the breakfast dishes along with Rob before suddenly stating. "Ah I forgot, the game starts now." And with that, like a mirrored image, Rob and Chance launched themselves in the direction of the twins. Before they could even get up from their seats, they had been wrestled to the ground, followed by a 'weng' sound similar to a frog's croak coming from their blind sides.

"That's not fair!" They both shouted at the same time.

"What's not? What rules were broken, huh? Stop moaning and take your time out like a real loser, hahaha." Rob danced away while keeping his front facing Chance. Even after so long, he still remembered to keep him at arm's length, regardless of having just worked in tandem with each other.

Since the introduction of the new game, tension was as high as could be between the four. Even when leaving the room to venture into the library for more books or snacks, they would leave the door back first, constantly in retreat from one another.

Regardless of who was reading, no one would be found sitting next to Chance or Rob. In order to adapt the lessons, Chance had to request a device which projected the book onto the wall once placed underneath it. Seeing as they had already spent a hefty price on the study and food along, there wasn't even an additional fee for its use. Much to the joy of Rykar, who was now growing complacent, seeing the dwindling number of coins in his box.

Over the last week, seeing themselves falling farther and farther behind Rob and Chance, tensions finally grew too high for the twins to be contented with sneak attacks on each other and the occasional failed attempt on the other two. Just like the situation at present, there were many times where neither side was willing to back down without securing a point, even after the failed initial a.s.sault.

In battle mode, the twins were now strafing in a circle while taking care to look out for the locations of Rob and chance, who simply watched on from the corner of the room for now. Hesitant to take the lead, they had been feeling each other out with faints for the last thirty seconds, like two kittens afraid of the real confrontation.

With Rykar being the first to work up the courage, he broke the stale mate, quickly rushing at Loki with his arms outstretched. Looking more like an agile zombie than a fighter, his arms were quickly caught by Loki, who then fell over and tumbled to the ground.

Usually, they would have been almost evenly matched, but because of the ever increasing disparity between their weights, Rykar was able to pull out, flipping Loki over before thumping him in the back with his palm.

With the noise coming from his brother's pad, he quickly rolled away before running over to the board in excitement. Just as he was picking up the pen, Loki once again appeared, scuttling up behind him like a c.o.c.kroach before leaping onto his back. The momentum carried Rykar head first into the board, before another 'blerp' sound came from his back, along with the pain from Loki's elbow.

Degected as usual, they both quickly put their points on the board, totaling up to a meagre four for Loki and six for Rykar. Feeling proud of himself for a moment, Rykar then turned to Look at Rob and Chance's columns which had already broken into the triple digits.

*Clap clap clap*

*Clap clap clap*

Two sets of slow applause sounded out simultaneously from opposing corners of the room. "d.a.m.n, that was like watching two r.e.t.a.r.ds screw in a light stone."

"A light stone covered in oil." Chance added. "Ok, I can't take this anymore. From now on, from mid-day to three in the afternoon is officially a cease fire period. We'll start sparring practice for you two. h.e.l.l, you could brush up too Rob, I swear you just keep picking points from the kids and turn p*ssy whenever you see me."

Rob stopped laughing after being outed by Chance. "Picking your fights is just as important as fighting them." He countered before laying on his back and ignoring the rest of the conversation.

"Ok, half an hour till noon, once lunch comes, take a break then well start sparing. Rob, take Loki and I'll take Rykar."

"Why do I have to go with you?!" Rykar complained at his misfortune.

"Because you're too heavy for the weakling over there to handle. We'll be grappling too. Also, remember this is sparing, it's not a fight. Well, I guess either way, if I punch you in the face then you'll feel it."

"Since when did sparing include punches?"

"What kind of a question is that? This is sparring not play fighting. This whole game is to get you used to fighting and watching your own back. It's been a whole ween and all you've learned so far is how to roll on the floor and sleep on your back. 
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"People hit each other, that's the way fights work. People get hurt, that's the way the world works. You aren't always going to make it if you rely on lucky accidents or taking people by surprise." Despite being impressed by their compet.i.tiveness and cautious att.i.tude over the last week, the twins had honestly done nothing differently compared to the first day.

The lack of variation and or improvement had been grating both Chance's and Rob's nerves as it began feeling like the game had simply hindered their learning speed rather than help the learning experience to become more well-rounded. Instead of simply guiding them in the right direction, he realized it was time to take a more direct approach.

"Rob, I need to go get some 'training sprays', look after them for a little while?"

"Sure, I got this. d.a.m.n I actually forgot all about those things." Rob laughed while throwing a selection of books to the twins for them to choose from. Even with the ceasefire just over the horizon, neither side was willing to drop their guard until breakfast was officially at the door.