《Feed the EGO》ch 40- He's back 2
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Risa's POV-
"Hey, guys stop we need to talk," Givi shouted stopping Kiara and Bala. Rabon also chimed in to hear what was happening.
"What happened Givi?" Bala asked a bit worried. I shared the same sentiment because Givi was not the one t show emotions but right now clear anger and fear could be seen on her face.
"Do you see that guy right there?" She said pointing towards the silver-haired boy. Everyone apart from me nodded.
"Stay away from that guy. He is the embodiment of evil." Givi explained while huffing and puffing.
"But what happened? Did he do something to you?" Kiara asked suspiciously. It was a bit suspicious how Givi was acting. Did he do something bad to her or something?
"He is one of the worst people in school. He is the son of the 3rd branch of the Garden and-" as soon as Givi told us this Kiara suddenly became something else. Her eyes turned red and her hair covered her face. Bala quickly hit her behind the neck making her unconscious.
"Sorry for that but don't mention Garden in front of her. She might lash out." Bala said while holding Kiara's body.
"But we too are fro-" Givi got stopped again but this time by Rabon. He clearly looked worried about whatever Givi was going to say.
"He-... Hey, I think we should take her to the infirmary," he worryingly said to Bala.
"She is fine. But just in case maybe I should go to the infirmary. You guys can continue your practice right now and we will talk about this later." Bala said as he picked up Kiara and started walking out of the stadium. But then he suddenly stopped.
"Hey, Rabon do me a favor and carry Kiara to the infirmary," Bala said but something had changed about him.
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"What are you going to.....never mind, let me carry her," Rabon said without any hesitation.
Bala handed Kiara to him and came towards us. He looked deep into Givi's eyes and asked something.
"Was there any conflict between him and Mirik by any chance?" Bala asked in a calm manner which gave Givi cold sweat.
"....Yes." as soon as Givi replied Bala had moved from our position towards the place where he was sparring with Kiara. He picked up his spear and looked at it from the bottom to the top. After checking it thoroughly he nodded and started walking toward the silver-haired boy.
"You look free. Why don't you spar with me." Bala said with a smile.
"....I have no interest in fighting with weak people." the silver-haired guy replied.
"What if that weak guy is the brother of someone you hate?" Bala replied with a smirk.
"....Who the hell are you? Do you even know who I am?" he said now angry at the statement Bala made. He started to lose his temper and looked like he would attack any time.
"I don't know about you but my name is Bala Diman."
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