“Shanice!” Bituin knelt beside her lying form.
“Level B, sublevel five ends. Winners: SF98889 and SF97779. Now, Level B, sublevel six match commences.” The usual male AI voice informed them. With it, their robes were changed with a yellow one with six green stripes at the hem and sleeves.
Shanice’s took a long gasp and coughed upon waking up. She sat bolt upright, eyes widening as she looked at the Asian girl. Without a word, she encased Bituin in her burly arms.
“Thank you, thank you, Bituin!” She took a deep breath.
“You’re fine! You’re fine!” she replied with contentment, moving away from her and looking around them just in case their enemies had arrived upon the announcement.
“Yes, but I feel so damn sore!” Shanice followed suit, standing next to her. “But something tells me that
