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"So you want to know that one requirement?" he asked again.
"Please state it," urged Kelvin.
"What's my middle name?" Phoenix questioned. "Whoever can guess it right will be let back into the team. But if you can't, just scram. By the count of 5. 1... 2... 3... 4 and 5. Time's up. Let's go change, brothers. These losers aren't worthy to come close to us." Phoenix said before walking onward into the building. The others made comical faces at the 5 men as they walked in.

Four of them blamed Kelvin bitterly.
"You are adults. I left. Did I compel you to follow me?" Kelvin barked and raised Fabin by the throat but he got punched in the jaw by Quinn. Soon they all got into an intense fight, alerting two officials who quickly came to separate them.
"You have broken the rules and caused serious injury outside of the game. No partiality will be applied here. Your packs will receive minus 10 points. You must pay it back before any other points can be counted for your packs. But if you feel it's too unjust, you are free to leave this venue." said the stern-looking female official who was short and dressed in a blue suit.
"This... Can't we pay a fine?" Fabian asked in a pleading tone.
"Of course. You are to pay 15 million each at the penalty hall." said the male official who looked younger than the female.
"15 million?" Quinn cried out in astonishment.
How much did their packs receive each month from the werewolf association? So they only had the first option. Get 10 points and return to square one as the penalty?
"Phoenix, I swear to rip you to shreds when I get the chance," Kelvin swore in his heart, his hands tightly curled into fists.

Meanwhile, in the costume building, Phoenix had changed back to the clothes he wore before the match after taking a shower.
"Alright. We're only united for this game. It might not be this way for the other activities. Thank you everyone for your hard work and loyalty." said Phoenix.
"Thank you too for becoming serious in the end," said Stephen as he shook hands with him.
"Thank you for believing in me, Stephen. If you guys don't make it, you are free to come to Bloodstar."Phoenix offered.
"Um... we'll do our best. If you guys do win, I'll see if I can come over. But if it's otherwise, no need." Stephen replied.
"Don't worry. Just have it in mind that you'll join Bloodstar soon. Alright, I'm off. I bet my mate must be dying to give me that french kiss. Stephen, look at my lips. They are okay, right? They are very tempting too, right?" Phoenix asked.
"Eh... You can ask Sergeant." Stephen escaped and Sergeant who heard his name walked over to Phoenix.
"Did you want to see me?"
"Um... I wanted to ask how my lips look. Do they look super tempting?"
"Phoenix, did your mate promise a reward if you win that's why you became serious?" Sergeant couldn't help asking with arms folded.
This got the others' attention.
"Eh.... that's part of the reason. You see, I got fed up with that airhead captain of Vine."
"That's why you tripped him all those times?" Stephen asked.
"You guys are deviating from the question I asked."
"No need to ask. Man, you look super cool. Even straight men will turn gay for you. So please go ahead." Sergeant pushed Phoenix away.
"I don't swing that way," Phoenix said as Sergeant walked back into the building.
"I know. Your mate is a beautiful woman." Stephen said from inside the building. Phoenix turned around to leave.
He headed back to the field and shortly after the other 10 came to join him.
Mr Rex was standing on the platform once again.
"Alright! That was an amazing performance. Let's applaud everyone who participated."
The spectators clapped.]

"It is time for the second activity to begin. Elite warriors will be dealing with arrows. If you wish to be replaced. Do so within 2 minutes." Mr Rex said while facing the 11 men on the field.
Stephen and 7other men including Phoenix left the field and headed to where their pack members sat at. Rolandro rose and headed to the field after patting Phoenix on the back with a nod and a small smile. He was impressed by Phoenix's shocking stunts on the field. The match must have sapped his energy. Being a captain wasn't a joking matter and he did well at last even earning them 15 points.
Phoenix sat beside his mate. "So are you satisfied, Lavie? Did I do well?" he asked.
"Yeah. You did." she brought him closer and initiated the french kiss.
"You guys. Seriously!" Mel sighed. This was the deal between the couple. But must they do it here in the sight of multitudes of werewolves?
Phoenix used his left hand to indicate that the Bloodstar members should focus on the match and not be bothered by him kissing his own mate. Zyair shook his head with a sigh and focused on the match along with the others.
Phoenix had also cast a spell so others apart from the Blood star warriors would think they were looking at those on the field.
After several minutes passed, the two parted.
"Lavana, I can't get enough of those lips."
"Be content, mate," Lavana said to him after pecking his left cheek.
"Alright. I will be. I gotta go meet someone."
"Who?" Lavana asked in curiosity.
"A secret. I'll be back soon and then I'll tell you."
"Okay." she nodded. He pecked her forehead before leaving. He'd already taken down the spell so others saw him rise and leave.

"Lavana. Don't you guys have any shame? So many people...."
"Don't worry. No one apart from you guys knows," she said with confidence.
"Really?" Mel asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Affirmative," she replied with a smile.
Mel sighed. "It'd better be."
"I've never seen Rolandro with an arrow before," said Lavana.
"He's the best with arrows. There is a room in the training hall meant only for arrow shooting but not all warriors can enter." Mel revealed.
"Oh. I see." she nodded in understanding.
The selected warriors had been handed a bow of their choice and quivers which they wore either around their backs or around their waist at either the left or right side.