Back in Forest city, Wilson felt terrible. He was captured by the noble family whose son he had beaten up. He was tortured for days until he ‘mistakenly’ spilled the beans on his village. Luckily, they did not care about a remote, uncivilized place like that. The nobles gathered together in a very large, luxurious room . they were beginning to get frustrated with the fact that he was unwilling to reveal anything to them. They believed he had a secret backer somewhere in this city. How else could he have managed to hide from the police and the nobles and any slight sign of civilization for so long after he was successfully broken out of prison. They all saw him kill and seriously injure so many people before he was finally knocked out. With that kind of exhaustion, not to mention the amount of blood he lost while fighting, there was no way he could have snuck out of the prison hospital two hours later all by himself and without anyone noticing. “Nope, that is just not possible. And d

Wilson found himself at an expansive piece of land with large and small buildings and about a thousand people; some in groups, some alone, moving around doing their own thing. It was very well a city. He was confused. How did he get here? He had no idea. Where was he? He had no idea. Who were these people? He had no idea. All he knew was that he was very lost or he at least was feeling very lost.“Oh, Wilson! I have been looking for you!” A voice sounded behind him. He turned around and saw old man Jenkins’ daughter jogging towards him with a smile directed at him. He watched her approach him. Why was she smiling at him? She looked very beautiful. How come he was just taking note of this after all this while. Damn, she is one heck of a beauty when she is not frowning. Wait, why is she here? Is this where she lives? Is she the reason he is here? Also, when did she start smiling at him? If he remembered correctly, he was always rude towards her. He never said or did something nice enou

Wilson ran for his life. The men followed closely behind. They threw fireballs and sharp, visible sword waves and icicles, making Wilson’s escape impossible. He dodged as his instincts instructed, and the result, he only received ten shallow cuts across his back. It still hurt though. Abilities had that special effect on regular ability- less people. Wilson and his pursuers exchanged somewhat pointless conversations as they ran.“Stop right there!”“In your dreams”“If you do not stop right now, I will cut you in a million pieces.” The big boss, who Wilson beat up, threatened in a loud voice, booming amidst the battle cries and frightened and painful groans of the people around.“And what will you do if I stop?” Wilson asked and ran into a long narrow alley fit for only two persons to pass through at the same time. The big guy followed closely behind him, taking all the space. His men had to take turns passing through after him. They could no more throw their abilities and magic on Wi

Wilson arrived at the other end of a portal. He was shocked by what he saw. Before he could soak it in,“Hey, get off the portal!” A man shouted at Wilson. Wilson scanned his physique and was disappointed. This dude was like a bad balloon product that was inflated by an idiot. Fat in the middle with a small head, thin arms and fat legs. Who the hell gave birth to this person?“What?” Wilson asked him.“He said buzz off!” His partner said. Wilson looked at this partner. He had man boobs, a huge potbelly, bald head and scraggy beard. This must be the idiot that did the inflating. ‘Don’t think too much and just leave your current position!” A nice voice sounded from Wilson’s other side. Wilson walked away from his current position even as he looked at the new speaker. This one was definitely above average in the looks department and his jawline, wow!‘Who the hell put someone like this with someone like them?’ Wilson thought as he looked back at those two absurdities. It is a good thing

“Alright. That’s all the rules. I believe you both understand cos I can’t and won’t repeat them. You begin the fight when I tell you to.” The ref said and quickly ran out of the dome. Wilson thought back to the rules. There were actually just two. One, don’t kill yourselves and two, don’t injure yourselves beyond what current medical treatments and healing powers can fix. Bones can be broken and even some internal organs can be struck at to a certain extent. As long as they did not go overboard. The ref did not forget to mention that he/she (Wilson could not tell the gender. Neither by body shape nor by voice. Both could either belong to a male or female. And even more, the ref seemed like a shadow, all distorted and well, shadowy), was the deciding factor and he/she would stop the match when he/she deemed it fit.“Aaaaaah!”Todd yelled and made the first move. He jumped and disappeared, then appeared behind Wilson. He kicked the back of Wilson’s knee before Wilson could react, bringi