Despair

'I wish all my siblings could have called me that.'

The speed of the girl's pulse was slow. At this point, I can say she was seeing things, but I can't let her die.

I madly shout the most cliche thing ever, "Face it young lady! Your brother is dead! If his life has any value to you keep on living! Do it—!"

Swish–!

Before my words couldn't finish, a kick was sent flying towards my neck. I managed to duck down in time and roll away. However, I increased the severe state of my teammates in the process.

"Dodging that, how fascinating."

I got up from the ground and looked at the owner of that guttural voice and muttered, "So tall."

The man kept his fair hands in his open vest side pockets, as he smirked, "Never seen a handsome person before?"

My eyes quickly averted from his slightly burnt scarlet red hair, 'How did such a frail man manage to get those abs. Did he—!'

My thoughts paused. My ears picked on something strange that made my mouth open up a bit.

'His heart is located at the center of his chest. Not only that, but it is two times bigger than the size of a human heart... Is this how half-aliens, half-humans look like?'

Seeing my unusually long stare. His only viable left blue eye intensely glare at me.

He maintained his grin and says, "I am Tawanda the flaming leg. I was bitten by the Vulcan ladybug. I can make fire from any part of my body.... In exchange for my sense of touch."

What an idiot, he is bragging about being attacked by a ladybug.

He slicked his straight hair with his hands and slowly walked up front, "Why am I telling you this? Because I can tell our fighting styles are similar. I don't know what ability you have, but you use it mostly with your legs. That is the same for me."

Our abilities are almost similar, but I have the advantage. My body is fire, while he can make fire from his body. This also explains the small burn marks on his body.

Even if he were to survive, he will burn himself to death soon. He won't even notice thanks to the pain resistance.

Making a cool pose, Tawanda continued, "If you didn't have such a useless team, you might have had a chance to leave here alive. Blame your luck for that. I can't use my ability. Even so, I can take a person like you down."

"I am not so sure about that." I smiled in reply.

He might be stronger than Camilla, but he got it all wrong. If I had a stronger team, I would have been already dead. I have never been so aware of my surroundings before.

A stronger team might have made me feel relaxed a bit. That might have led me to die to Camilla's first sword swing.

I am the type of person who does better alone. Even if I were to join a group, I would still act alone.

"It seems you don't really know your place." The red haired man arrogantly snots, "I will send you to hell where you belong."

He charges at me performing a dropkick. I managed to find enough time to perform a front kick, pushing him a few steps backwards.

"Here I thought your skills would be as hideous as you face."

But I am much better looking than a guy with burn marks on his face.

Tawanda continues, "But, I will show you the difference in our strengths."

Great, another stalker after my life. My stomach churned in fear, but I maintained an indifferent look.

He jumps into the air again and performs another dropkick. The gust of wind rushing towards my face, told me how powerful the attack was. I dropped my deadbeats to the ground and performed a stretch kick to block.

"Ahh!" I lightly groaned. My legs were in pain.

Tawanda grinned from ear to ear, "Didn't I tell you that your attacks are useless?!"

'Yeah, you didn't.'

I retracted back my leg to the ground, standing firmly on the same position. Furthermore, I knew that, a single step away from Tawanda would kill my teammates.

"Why do you care about them so much?!" He asked, as he made a superhero landing, "You should have done what I did."

"Don't tell me!" I asked with wide open eyes.

He answers my words with a sadistic grin, "That's right! I killed my own teammates! I could have died anyway. There was no point in keeping them alive!"

'He is nuts.'

He only stayed to kill other people. The if I can't have it, no one can have it, kinda thing. The announcement did say one team or less will pass.

'The number of people left are down to a mere twenty. The advantage of running away like before is gone. Despite that, there are still a lot of people left.'

"What are you thinking about?!" The red haired man rushed at me.

He performed a round house kick, "You shouldn't think in a fight?!"

Piss off! Only idiots don't think and act based on instinct. I blocked him using the same move.

"I will do that when I am dead."

'Ouch! My shin hurts!'

Tawanda giggled and sends his free knee towards my nose, "I will gladly to the honors!"

He was way too off balance. I managed to use my leg that was already in the air to hit the top of his head.

"No, thank you! You have to be diabetes to do that!"

My opponent gritted his teeth from frustration. Howbeit, he was too monstrous to ponder about it. A barrage of fast right foot sidekicks were rocketed at me.

"No more holding back kid!! It's your time to die!! Tutututu!! Tutututu!!"

Bam, bam, bam—!

Tawanda's kicks were hitting the front my body mercilessly. Even so, my eyes were trying to figure out his rhythm, which made them turn bloodshot.

I am being pushed back by a few steps back, by each kick. Protecting my teammates is becoming more difficult.

I suddenly smile in thought, 'There!'

Slam—!

I hit his shin, it felt like punching a sheet of iron. However, both of us ended up getting hurt and I still had the advantage. My hands are not mainly for fighting.

I used this chance to kick Tawanda's temple, pushing him back a few steps.

"Your kicks don't hurt at all!" He stated, while maintaining his grin.

However, both of our lower bodies were bleeding. But, for someone like Tawanda with a side effect that makes him immune to pain. He is a hundred percent fine.

"I will show you what real kicks are!" He shouts with a face frowning from rage.

Swiftly moving to me. He hit me with a Brazilian kick on the collar bone.

Crack—!

I heard the small echo near my left ear. I grounded my teeth trying to with stand the pain. It made me feel dizzy, making it extremely hard to see things in front of me.

I languidly managed to kick his Achilles heel in that short time. Nonetheless, Tawanda kicked me in the gut, sending me flying a few meters sending me back.

Bam—! Slam and roll.

"It's over kid!" He rushed over to me a kicked on my sides.

I coughed up mouthful of blood and grinned, "Haha, haha! For you, it is! You should have gone for my teammates!"

"Why would I waste my time with—!?"

Tawanda's words were cut in half. The black tentacles clutched onto his upper and lower body.

Thanks to his side effect he got the chance to shout, "How did you know?!!"

Simple. He kept all his teammates name tags on the elastic end of his jogger. It was way too obvious. He never used his left leg to kick me. In a situation like this holding back is a crime.

The moment I kicked his left Achilles heel, I broke them all apart.

He is the strongest person here. The idea of dying never even crossed his mind. He only said he killed them, to freak me out.

I only acted like I believed him, so I would surprise him later.

'There is no point in telling him. It's better for him to die in curiosity.'

I rushed over to my teammates. They were scattered all over the place. I managed to get time to collect them, thanks to only having three teams in the whole hall.

However, when I put them on the ground, my whole skin turned pale. Their conditions were worse, but it should have never reached such a level.

Thud—!

I weakly fell on the ground with my knees. I mutter in regret, "Why did I waste my time saving you people?"

All they could have done was just stay a minute longer. However, that is all in wishing. The greatest curse of all has fallen on them.

No matter how I focus, I can't hear the sound of their breathing.

"God why?!!"

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[A. N]

According to Gray's Anatomy, the heart length, width, and thickness are 12 cm, 8.5 cm, and 6 cm, respectively. In addition, the mean weight of the heart is 280-340 g in males and 230-280 g in females.

This makes a half alien, half humans' heart 24 cm, 17 cm and 12 cm. The weight would be around 500 - 700 grams in both male and female.

Aliens are no different from humans in terms of stamina and strength. They are able to keep their lives if one of their hearts is damaged, but they die faster from over bleeding.

Half alien, half humans are different. Thanks to having bigger hearts, they have enormous stamina and life span. They can leave up to 300 years. Most of them are either tall or muscular at birth. This leads to them being born surgically.

Removing the fact that he is a half alien, half human. Tawanda is professional kick-boxer who is familiar with the ways of fighting people, unlike Tito. However, he is more dependent on his abilities.