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Kuh....

“Kuh....”

With a pained groan, the tiger steadily sank onto one knee, grabbing his right arm which was severely bleeding from the huge gash that left its mark on his limb as a seething pain was aching throughout his whole body.

Despite being covered in claw marks and bruises all over his body, parts of his clothes tattered and ripped, Shir could not let himself give up so easily; especially so due to what was on the line.

Soft footsteps approached the heavily injured man, stopping just right in front of him. He moved his gaze upwards to look at the source, only to find the color of the sea and the color of the forest were looking down upon him with disappointment and fury obvious in their steely gaze.

“Pathetic,” the voice, that of which was of a young girl’s, but deeper in a way wherein it sounded like it could easily cut into one’s body, spoke, “... is this all that you got? Pathetic. Disappointing. Worthless. Really, how could someone like you actually be my older brother.” 

Older brother.

It had been years since Shir had last heard those words come out of the girl’s mouth. 

His little sister, Lala. 

She had left on her own at just the age of 9 without saying a word to anyone, and now reuniting with her after nearly eight years... only to end up in what could be only called a [death match], with stakes on both sides to gain and to lose. 

If Shir won, then Lala would have to leave this extremely rabid and dangerous lifestyle behind and attend the same school that he himself had attended and just graduated from fairly recently. If Lala won, then Shir would have to forever get out of her sights and never reappear ever again, effectively cutting all and remaining ties to her family, to her clan. 

The older man didn’t want to have to resort to fighting his own younger sibling but there was no other choice that the white tiger would accept, thus they came to trade blows until one of them surrenders... or one of them dies. 

They had been exchanging punches and attacks from what felt like hours until the battle had reached this point. 

“... Are you mocking me?” Lala practically spat as she shot a death glare at her older brother, her odd-eyes appearing to glow as her face was shadowed over her face due to lighting behind her. 

“What do you mean?” Shir replied, sounding a bit puzzled. Although, perhaps, he already knew what she meant, but he just decided to not bring it up.

Quickly tired of his wishy-washy attempt to sneakily brush off that topic, the young girl quickly aimed for a quick spin-kick directly aimed at the man’s face. Just barely dodging it by a hair’s breadth, Shir very quickly jumped back on to his feet a few feet away from Lala, who rapidly closed the distance he tried to create by putting all of her strength into her feet and legs, leaping towards him to deliver a jump hook spin kick.

The orange-haired man managed to block it just in time, but due to the fact that the kick was aimed to the right side of his face, Shir had to use his bleeding and severely injured right arm to block the attack, causing him to wince twice; both from the kick itself and the recoil that one kick gave him, as he went almost flying to the side were it not for the fact that he planted his feet onto the ground firmly and thankfully he only ended up skidding across the ground, although the undersides of his feet were aching with a dull yet hot sensation as if they were on hot charcoal.

“Fight me seriously!! GODDAMNIT!!!” Lala yelled, her voice seemingly straining near the end with frustration and a foreign emotion as she gritted her teeth, preparing for another attack. A vexed look appeared on Shir’s face as he deeply inhaled and exhaled, trying to calm his mind. 

No more hesitating.

Steadily, the tiger opened his eyes, his blue orbs now as clear like the unclouded azure sky, as they locked on what was in front of him.

Doubts in one’s conviction leads to the dulling of the fists.

Moving into an attack stance, he clenched his fists even tighter than before, his muscles tightening up from anticipation, and his pupils narrowing with complete focus.

If you have something you wish to attain...

Only seconds passed by before the two tigers lunged at each other.

Then you must be prepared to fight like a beast.


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