Harem Tournament of Champions

Chapter 33 Give Up And I'll Let You Live

[Who's your safest bet?]

'Whoever wins.' Hisha deadpanned, he wasn't going to make a wrong assumption on any and was more focused on knowing who would survive in the end.

[You're a spoilsport!]

HTC put up an angry emoji before it closed its interface.

Hisha rolled his eyes and had his cheek supported by his right arm. 'In the end, only 7 would make it to the final round of this current tournament.'

His thoughts trailed to the fact that Alta had been a little too quiet for his liking. Her whereabouts were still unknown and what was more concerning was the fact that his harem was present–even Pesa grudgingly sat at the far end from the rest looking uninterested and inconclusive.

He had been able to spot those who had survived in meretrix one but his main concern would always be on the most unpredictable harem and that was currently Alta.

Calling on Kritz who took long strides to get to him, he went down on one knee to listen to what Hisha had to say.

"Where is Alta?" He hissed, she was part of the harem, yet didn't act like one nor liked to be with the rest.

Kritz looked the other way suspiciously, closing his eyes momentarily and then opening them. He had tried to locate her presence and was disappointed that she had effortlessly hidden her Sux aura.

'That sly succubus!' He spat in frustration at the position he was in front of his lord.

When he raised his head to Hisha, he gave a shake of his head at the unfortunate situation. Careful of how he portrayed his words while some of the tribal chiefs tried to listen in.

Clang!

Hisha and Kritz whipped their heads towards the sound coming from the duel between the sisters.

Sparks of light flew into the air as they pushed off against each other's blades.

"You're still so weak." Emi taunted with a cackle after she made a backflip.

Ema growled in rage as she charged once again at Ema. "I'm weak? Yet I was chosen to be here!"

Using a reverse grip on her push daggers, she waited for the right moment to strike.

Emi dipped and weaved right as Ema was about to reach her and slash downwards with the sword.

'What the hell?!' Letting out a groan in pain, Ema looked at her bleeding arm and then glared at Emi.

Emi shrugged and gave a devilish grin as she spoke once more. "Too slow with all that leather."

Ema had a bit of difficulty due to her injured arm as she pulled up her sword which had bored into the ground.

Quickly, before Ema could respond with a follow-up, Emi swiftly took out two throwing stars and aimed them at Ema's cheek.

Slash!

Ema's trembling hands reached for her cheek which had two little cuts that had begun to drip blood onto the floor. For a second she was stunned by such an action, realizing that she was being toyed at by her elder sister.

"Come on, show me what our father had taught you, maybe I might show you some mercy," Emi shouted, dropping her push daggers to the floor and bringing up her fists in front of her.

Ema had a twisted grin as she wiped the blood off her face and as her sister did, she also dropped her sword.

Hisha pinched the bridge of his nose upon that display, he couldn't tell who was more foolish than the other. 'Are they really sisters?'

[Well the looks–]

'I get that! They sure are stupid right now, especially the one with the armor!'

He couldn't get why Ema would give up the one thing that might give her a chance at winning later on for hand-to-hand combat.

Some of the tribal chiefs were already placing their bets on the sisters and laughing wholeheartedly at the show.

He couldn't help but roll his eyes, it was already certain who would win and the fact that a wrong move had already been made angered him.

Emi punched Ema in the pit of her stomach, knocking the wind out of her, and stunning her for a brief moment.

Ema was forced back as they were getting to the edge of the arena, despite her counter-offensive.

"What's wrong little sis, are you going easy on me so I look bad?" Emi taunted and gave a quick blow which opened Ema up for another attack.

Bam!

A wide grin spread on Emi's face, putting a simple sidekick into Ema's stomach, doubling her over. Quickly followed that up with a quick-rising uppercut.

Bam!

"Oooo!" The crowd watching their fight let out a collective wince for Ema.

Hisha clicked his tongue and had given up on any hope for Ema, it would be in her good interest if she just gave up. 'She just wore that armor knowing fully well her capabilities, how pathetic!'

[So... About that bet...]

HTC dragged on its speech as it tried its luck once more with its host.

'Don't even ask.' Hisha snapped and reluctantly looked ahead.

Taking the opening and using the open space to her advantage, Emi did a backflip onto the wall which still had the crack marks caused by Solara's collision, and pushed off towards Ema.

Emi's eyes widened at the action and her eyes latched onto the sword a few meters away from her and in the direction from which Emi was coming at her. This was her only chance and so she sprinted to reach it before she collided with Emi.

The maneuver sent her front flipping towards Ema and just before she reached her sister, she dipped her hands into her back pockets and brought out four throwing stars–two in each hand and flung them towards Ema's direction before she could reach the sword.

"Ahh!" Ema let out a scream in pain from the throwing stars that had bored into the back of her palms and one on her leg.

Emi flattened her body out, feet first. Instead of colliding with a kick, Emi chose to wrap her feet around Ema's neck instead.

Raising her elbow and bringing it down with great force, she gave a strategic hit to Ema's shoulder blade.

Crack!

Falling to the ground with Emi still tightly wrapping her legs around Ema's neck, she gasped for breath as she trashed about trying to get free. "Let... me... go!"

"Give up and I'd let you live because of father! Your choice!" Emi replied with a condition, maintaining her hold while letting out a peal of crazed laughter.

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What do you think Ema would do?

¶ Give up

Or

¶ Fight till her last breath?