Trouble

The cafeteria exploded into a cacophony of sound, the deafening roar reverberating through the air as the combatants clashed. Kevin and Sam fought their way through the frenzied crowd, the jostling and pushing intensifying the chaotic atmosphere.

The young man darted forward, his fists a blur as he unleashed a flurry of sharp jabs towards the girl. The swishing sound of his punches cutting through the air mingled with the gasps and exclamations of the onlookers. She displayed remarkable agility, gracefully parrying his strikes, her lithe body moving with fluidity and precision.

In a sudden burst of power, she ignited her katana, the flames dancing along the blade, casting an eerie glow in the dimly lit cafeteria. The crackling of the fire intertwined with the murmurs of astonishment from the crowd. With a swift and forceful leap, she lunged forward, compelling the young man to backpedal, causing his footsteps to scuff against the polished floor.

Undeterred, the young man dropped low, his knee grazing the ground, creating a muted scraping sound. He weaved from side to side in a mesmerizing display of agility, evading the girl's rapid swipes. The whispering whoosh of her sword missing its mark merged with the collective gasps of the spectators. In a lightning-fast motion, he gripped her arms, his muscles tensing and flexing beneath his skin, and delivered a series of bone-shattering blows to her knees, the impact echoing through the cafeteria.

The girl emitted a pained grunt, her weapons clattering to the floor as she crumpled to her knees. But her indomitable spirit surged forth, and she unleashed a powerful leg sweep, the resounding thud of her foot connecting with his chest reverberating through the hall. His sword clattered against the tiles, its metallic clang cutting through the stunned silence, resonating in the ears of those present.

Kevin watched in awe as the girl advanced towards her fallen opponent, her eyes ablaze with determination. She pounced, her hands closing around his throat, but the young man's reflexes were lightning quick. He caught her arm, twisting it with a sickening crack, eliciting a cry of agony that pierced the air.

Billowing clouds of dust enveloped the combatants as they continued their brutal exchange, obscuring their forms from view. The crowd alternated between gasps and cheers, their voices rising and falling in sync with the ebb and flow of the fight. Suddenly, a brilliant flash of blue light pierced through the hazy dust, illuminating the scene. The young man emerged from the cloud, his body shimmering with an ethereal aura, the crackling energy filling the air with a palpable intensity.

The girl narrowed her eyes, a sly smirk curling the corners of her lips. "They say you're strong," she purred, her voice dripping with confidence. "Seems the rumors are true." Her words mingled with the ambient sounds of the crowd, creating a charged atmosphere.

The young man scoffed, brushing the dust from his shoulders, the particles swirling in the air like a miniature storm. His power surged, crackling with raw energy, sending a tingling sensation through the observers. "Eh, I could say the same about you," he retorted, his unwavering gaze piercing through the tension. "But this fight is far from over."

Kevin's mouth hung open in awe, while Ruby clapped her hands with glee, the sound reverberating in the cafeteria. As Ruby's arm brushed against him, Kevin couldn't help but blush, his senses heightened by her familiar scent of freshly showered skin, adding a subtle layer of intimacy to the charged atmosphere.

The tension in the hallway was palpable, the air thick with anticipation as Red tapped Kevin's shoulder. Her touch sent a shiver down his spine, the delicate sensation amplified by the deafening roar of the crowd. Frenzied cheers and gasps punctuated the brutal fight unfolding before their eyes, the combatants' movements a blur of grace and fury.

Kevin's heart raced as he watched the spectacle, his gaze transfixed on the combatants. The girl's katana ignited, the flames licking at the blade as she pressed her attack, forcing her opponent to backpedal. The young man's muscles rippled beneath his skin, his body a well-oiled machine as he evaded her furious swipes, his fists a blur as he delivered a series of shattering blows.

Keivn turned around, his pout evident as he longed to witness the rest of the fight. But his attention was drawn to the girls, Red and Militia, whom he had met at the bar. He gulped nervously, his hands raised in a conciliatory gesture. "Look, I'm sorry for what I done to you guys, okay?" he said, regret lacing his voice. "I wasn't in the right state of mind, I was just... lost, I guess." He shook his head ruefully.

Militia's dark smirk sent a chill through Kevin, her teeth bared in a predatory grin as she stepped forward. The sound of her boots echoed in the hallway, the leather creaking with each stride. "Oh, don't worry," she purred, her voice dripping with malice. The sultry tone sent a shiver down Kevin's spine, his throat suddenly dry as he swallowed hard. "We'll have our rematch. And this time, it's not going to be romantic."

Red rolled her eyes, her exasperation palpable as she directed Kevin's attention to the injured professor they were supposed to meet that morning. Keivn reached out to Sam, the two of them heading towards a more secluded part of the hallway, away from the chaos. Ruby was too engrossed in the fight to notice their departure, her crew disappearing from her sights as they slipped away.

The quiet corner offered a respite from the madness, the air heavy with the weight of the situation. Keivn could feel the tension rising, the implications of Militia's words weighing heavily on his mind. Whatever was going on, it was clear that they were in over their heads.