The stadium atmosphere was tense. Amid the crowd, Shiv, Ritika, Veeru, and Kavya sat glued to their seats. In the center of the field, Class-CC's Siddharth Kapoor and Class-BB's Raju Kushwaha eyed each other like bloodthirsty rivals.
Whistle! The referee signaled, and the match exploded into action. Both lunged. Siddharth unleashed a barrage of punches, but Raju blocked the right-hand strike with defensive mastery. In a flash, Crack! Raju whipped up his leg, slamming a powerful kick into Siddharth's gut. Siddharth skidded feet across the ground.
Siddharth staggered up, unleashing his magical speed. He charged Raju, but Raju twisted his body like boneless rubber. Whoosh! Raju spun mid-air, double-kicking Siddharth's face.
In that instant, Siddharth activated his signature skill. Raju's kick sliced empty air. Siddharth had vanished.
"What? Where'd he go?" Raju spun, stunned. Thwack! An invisible kick hammered his back—he face-planted into the dirt.
From the stands, Ritika yelled, "What was that? An attack... but no one's there!"
Kavya furrowed her brow. "Maybe his signature skill is invisibility."
Shiv watched intently. "Yeah, that's the truth."
On the field, Raju shouted, "Don't hide like a coward! Real warriors don't cheat!" Smack! Another invisible punch cracked his face. Siddharth pummeled relentlessly, but suddenly Raju spun a blind roundhouse kick into the air. By sheer luck, it connected—Siddharth's skill shattered. He reappeared before everyone.
Veeru said, "His chakra's depleted—he can't hide anymore."
(Scene Shift:)
Silence gripped a secret academy room. Monitors lined the walls, streaming live feeds of the match, paths, and rooms. A black-clad figure called 'Man' stared at the screens.
A young masked boy entered. "Commander, you called?"
"Yes," the Commander's voice was ice-cold. "Keep eyes on the entire academy. Update me every moment. I don't know what's coming, but we must be ready."
Back to the match:
Siddharth was battered—blood streamed from nose and mouth. Raju seized the chance, raining punches and kicks. Veeru muttered, "Siddharth can't win now—his chakra's zero."
Suddenly, Priyanka Gupta (Class-CC) from the seat in front of Shiv stood. Academy rumors swirled of family feuds, but she screamed—"Siddharth! You can do it! Don't give up!"
Shiv blinked in shock. "Ritika, didn't you say their families are blood enemies?"
Ritika was speechless. "I don't know why she's supporting him. Can't tell if they're enemies or friends anymore."
Priyanka's voice ignited Siddharth like a volcano. He roared up. Raju swung a punch—Siddharth dodged, driving a devastating strike under Raju's neck. Raju flew airborne. Before landing, Boom! Siddharth's left leg unleashed full-force kick.
DHUMMM!
Smoke choked the field. As it cleared, the sight was horrifying: Siddharth collapsed gasping, Raju embedded in the ground—unconscious, blood-soaked.
The referee raised Siddharth's hand. The stadium erupted in thunderous applause.
Shiv clenched his fist with a smirk. "The real fun's just beginning."