Just as Ronkin had said, it seed like no one had reported the fact that the guards were missing, at least the patrolling guards. There were permanent vampires that were always stationed at the gates and entrance to the family areas.
These were higher positions and were given to those quite skilful. If Quin were to compare it to the Earth of the past, they would be like patrolling policen, with no cris to stop and only disputes to solve.
While in the present situation, guards were more like the military of the vampires that the civilians respected.
This also ant that the two could walk wherever they wished without being questioned because no one would bother them. As Quinn followed Ronkin, he noticed they were no longer close to the central market of the square of the Polling area for vampires.
They had gone to the west side behind so houses and were in a sort of play arena. There was a large energy cage. Using the power of the crystal, barriers would be put up and allow the children who lived in the area to play sports.
The Barriers themselves were, of course, powered by the Beast crystals. Only this ti, it looked like it was being used by the other guards as well. Every one of them was standing next to a console that could change the energy barrier to whatever they wished.
The guards all had similar clothing styles. The only difference was a slight variation in colour. A slight black here or there, or maybe the shoulder pads were slightly different, being a little spiked. Since there were only nine families, the vampires quickly knew which guards belonged to which area.
However, when it ca to solving disputes, which family did so, even if the problem was related to other families, didn't really matter, which was how all the guards, or lowly guards as they called themselves, ca together.
'You wanted to make friends, but I'm not sure you would be happy if I told you what I was doing right now.' Quinn thought.
"Hey everyone, did we make it in ti?" Ronkin said as he waved to the others.
They turned around, and all had friendly smiles on their faces. There looked to be two guards from each family, which ant including the two, there were 19 of them in total. Even if all put in a small amount of money, the winner of this thing would make quite a bit.
"Looks like you brought soone with you this ti." A man walked over towards them with large biceps and a sleeveless shirt. His shoulder pads and armour were dark, almost black green, it was hard to tell with the sky night always being there, but this indicated that he was from the 13th family. The sa family that Fex was part of before creating the vampire corps.
The man and Ronkin had a friendly handshake with each other, after which the two of them walked over to Quinn.
"This is my partner from the 9th family. The two of us patrol around all the ti. Usually, he always says no to these types of things so I didn't bother inviting him before because of it, but this ti he's decided to co along." Ronkin explained.
The man, with a big smile on his face, put his hand forward. Now close to each other, Quinn noticed that he had a bit of a square head, which reminded him of a certain soone, a good friend he had in the past.
"My na is Nell!" The man had a cherry-deep voice, and the smile looked to never go away, making his eyes quite small. "It's always good to have a fellow guard co to one of these events. The more, the rrier. Besides, it makes the pot bigger as well."
The man started to laugh, but that's when Ronkin started to look a bit nervous.
"Actually, Nell, Quinn isn't taking part. He's just here to watch."
"It's okay," Quinn said. "As thanks for letting watch, I am happy to put in the sa amount of money as you guys. I just won't be taking part."
Quinn couldn't believe it, but it looked like the smile on Nell's face had gotten even bigger, and the next second he wrapped his hand around Quinn's neck, bringing him close.
"I like people like you. You know how to show respect without even needing to. For a young one, you certainly have manners. Co on, let introduce you to the rest and explain the rules." Nell said.
If only Nell knew, Quinn was much older than all of them here. Still, that was only in terms of numbers and not ntally, of course, which was why those sorts of things never bothered him.
Nearly all the guards seed friendly and around the sa age as Nell and Ronkin. They were family n. Nearly all of them were fathers trying to look after their families. After the introductions were over, Nell went on to explain the rules.
It was a simple knockout tournant that was set up in the machine. After he put everyone's nas in, the machine would co up with two nas. Those two contestants would fight. And the loser would be knocked out.
After that, the winner had ti to recover, and as it got closer to the finale, the winners of the fights were also able to drink a bit of blood to replenish themselves and heal up before they were to go into the next battle.
"Alright, so everyone who is spectating for the match must watch from behind the barrier. Also, try not to attack the barrier too much on purpose, alright?" Nell explained. "Last ti it broke, we all had to pay out of our own pockets to have it fixed."
He then pressed the little console to the side, and the machine randomly jumped through all the nas. It was at a crazy speed that one could not keep up with it, apart from Quinn.
'Was my na still inputted into the system? I guess that makes sense. If soone gets tead up with , they will get a free win, and since the numbers are even that way, they are just lucky.'
Surprisingly, the first two nas that appeared were Ronkin and a man nad Button.
"Well, I didn't think I would be up this fast, but here we go, I guess. Quinn, could you keep an eye on and give pointers on where I go wrong." Ronkin asked.
As the two participants walked forward, so of the other guards cheered for Ronkin and others for his contestant Button.
"It seems that Ronkin believes you are quite a skilled fighter," Nell said, with his arms folded. "It's a sha that we won't see you participate in this fight."
Quinn didn't say anything as the barrier was lifted in a circle shape giving a ring for the two to fight in, and the match started. As soon as it had done, Button charged in, and in the past, Ronkin would have done the sa, but this ti he stayed still.
He could see the aura gathering on the other hand as he unleashed a blood slash. Ronkin moved to the side and gathered his own aura, throwing out an attack of his own. Button moved out of the way, but when he did, Ronkin had already grabbed him by his shoulder and pulled him forward, kneeing him right in the stomach.
"Oh, what's this? Usually, Ronkin would charge in head-first against his opponent. In fact, nearly all of these guys just try to clash their aura together. I'm happy to see that he's finally trying sothing different. Could this be your influence?" Nell asked.
Although it was the influence of Quinn, he was superseded by how well Ronkin had taken his advice and training. They had only been training for a few hours for sothing which one usually needs more ti to absorb and see any improvents. In a panicked situation, they would just revert back to what they usually did, but Ronkin was calm as he usefully was.
Button wasn't quick to give up there though, as he kicked Ronkin's leg, which was slightly off balance, causing his body to topple and for him to fall to the ground. Soon after, a fist full of red aura ca down right towards Ronkin's face but was caught with both hands before hitting him.
The two were now in a fierce battle of strength as they pushed at each other.
"There is Ronkin's determination. That's why, even though he isn't the most skilled, he always at least made it midway in these little skirmishes we have." Nell comnted. "That guy really does care about his family."
"Family?" Quinn repeated.
"Oh, I thought with the two of you working together all the ti that you would have known. There is a reason why Ronkin always tries to win these fights. He needs the money to help out his family." Nell explained.
Nell didn't say anything else after that, it wasn't his place to because it wasn't his information either, but it struck a chord with Quinn. Because he had told a certain leader, his reason for doing what he was doing was the sa. It was because of his family.
"We have a winner!"
"I did it, Quinn…haha, look at that!" Ronkin smiled, his face sowhat swollen from being hit, and he had a large cut on his hand.
"You still got hit way too much," Quinn replied with a smile.
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