[center][b][h1][color=crimson]Enemies[/color][/h1][/b][/center]

[color=darkgray] The drill was pushing against the lizard's back scales. There weren't any breaks in the skin due to the durability of the back scales. Screeching, the demon was enraged that there was no blood shed. It slightly shifted its arm and the drill moved a centimeter. The tiny movement was enough to get part of the drill onto the lizard man's skin. Skin was breaking and blood was showing...

 The monster then stopped his drilling when the back of his head was struck. He growled in agony. Looking down, he saw a man hole cover thrown by the woman dressed in titanium. Staring at her with his beady, white eyes, he put his full focus on her. Both of his arms were sent to the girl. One was shaped as a spear while the other was a club. 

 Percy kept whining on the floor.

 The shrunken head watched the conflict. He ordered his slave to point him towards the amphibian hybrid. [color=purple]"That is really interesting,"[/color] he hissed. [color=purple]"That would look great stuffed and next to my mantle."[/color] The shrunken head shouted for the lizard's attention. [color=purple]"Mister Amphibian, how much can you carry on your back?"[/color]

 The shrunken head mumbled and slurred a bunch of his words. In the air that Kurt was standing in, there was an area spell about 10 feet around him. Kurt would begin to feel tons of pressure as if gravity was getting heavier. The lizard man would feel a ton heavier in the area. [/color]


[center][h2][color=deepskyblue] Marcus Winters [/color][/h2][/center]

[color=cyan] Marcus climbed back to his feet. There was sweat coming off his metallic body. He could see destruction and violence happening before him. This was not what he expected from the test. A bunch of freaks fight against morally standing freaks.

	The teen looked and did not know what to do. He certainly did not want to touch the demon. Its presence was haunting and Marcus was more frightened of it than the other convict. The other convict just had a fucked up face. Marcus glanced at the fatter convict. He witnessed him raise his hand to the lizard man. 

	Kurt looked like he was in pain. Marcus took a few deep breaths and targetted the convict. He rushed when the convict wasn't looking; sprinting with all of his leg strength. He leaped up and took one huge swing to his jaw.
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