Game 3's Biggest Challenge

I led the group of people behind me. We had grouped up the same amount of people. I instructed them on all the answers, and told them to NOT risk the other team. I had my own plans for the second to last survey. I haven't told them about it, which might be a bad idea. I brought the blade, hidden in my right pocket. I could try to use my speed to destroy the machine. As I was stuck in thought, I heard voices behind me, so, I turned my head

"How do you know all of this?" Nick had said, the others followed with much quieter responses, I quickly looked back forwards and gave a short answer "They find me too great, and gave me hints. They were sure I'd be entertaining anyway."

They didn't immediately believe me, I could tell. They didn't ask me anything more. I opened the door, and quickly made my way onto the stage, soon team 2 entered, and I glanced over to them, giving a soft wave to the one in front.

The host was once again, faux harvey. I hated this one more than the others. He was too smug, and was too happy at our deaths. I really wanted to kill him with the best of my ability. He spoke the rules, and supplied us with our first survey question. I was quick to press the button and give my response. The host looked surprised, but still followed me over to our side. My team answered perfectly.

Similar to the first round, our answers were perfect. I was getting more excited as round 4 had started. The host did the whole shake and twist, and I caught him off-guard immediately, I hopped over the table, pulling out the blade, I heard fabric get cut, but I did not stop, slicing the top of the machine as it came out. It wasn't clean, but it did break. I hit it again, and hit it once more, cutting a side support.

The host immediately got cold, but remained still. I cut the other support and the machine toppled over. After doing so, I swung the sword to the host's neck, who raised it's hands. "Oh come on, now. Why did you damage the machine? That's how the punishments are dished out!"

I smiled "Stop acting so serious. I did it because I'd die with the way I am acting. Are you confident in the fact you will even live through this?"

Faux Harvey shrugged, and I immediately responded with a thrust of my sword, causing the host to shift to the side, as it's form changed, my sword getting swung to the side.

"What NONSENSE, get back to your side, Jack!"

I rebounded my sword, hopping to the side and swinging it once more. "FIght back."

Faux Harvey deflected the blade again, "I am the host, fighting with the contestants is exactly what I shouldn't do!" Even now, I could hear the voice in it's ear getting loud.

I hopped forwards, ducking down and feigning a swing, causing the host to jump up, I then brought the sword upwards, slicing towards the earpiece, and nearly landing a hit. The host did receive damage. "... Your swordsmanship is obviously lackluster"

I smiled as the host landed, of course it was! I am purely copying what I have seen, and I can only do it like this because of the large stat boost I got last time! I egged on the host as it took out the ear-piece "The viewers are reacting positively..."

"Oh, are they? Well then, let's give them a show."

As I said that, the host shifted it's form, and came out as an alien creature with many tentacles. It was an odd sight, and I definitely have seen something like that somewhere… "I am part of a lower tribe on Aralkazan, however, my power is NOT low."

"... Are you any stronger than that invisible mars creature, or are you just bluffing?"

The odd face of the host shifted and it swung it's tentacles at me. Much faster than I could see, to be fair, I raised my left leg, and it shifted my body, I stretched out my right arm, and the blade struck the host, as I kept the blade moving, I fell over, however…

Quite embarrassing. "UGH, how did you HIT ME, then FALL OVER? Are you trying to be a hero, or are you trying to look dumb??"

I saw more tentacles moving, I had to get off the ground, so, I pushed myself up, the tentacles coming below me and vanishing from sight, I landed on my feet clumsily and hopped to the side, the tentacles missing me again "Are you going to keep dodging or are you going to attack me again?"

Jeez, this guy. Saying things, even as dumb as that still takes brainpower. I wasn't immune to that either, as I ran, I got struck by a tentacle. I quickly tried to grab it, but missed. At this rate, I would fall. The progress I had gained was so little, too. I need more strength to perfect game 1, though. I thought for a moment about killing the humans, but that was too much to ask for. They were not bad people, so for now, I chose to focus on the host. He hit me once more, causing me to tumble into a middle stand, I kicked off of it and dodged an attack.

I hit my head on that collision, however. I had no time to recover and I was kind of on my last limb, energy-wise. Going from sedentary to this was not at all pleasant. Or, at least, I thought I was tired, however, it was more like mental exhaustion from the strike to my head. I took one more attack and decided to use that to get some rest on the ground. I may be able to get a surprise attack in as well.

"AHAH, so, you've fallen over? Can't get up this time? Weak, feeble human! You expected to beat ME? I am bigger than anything you've faced, or even WILL face, if you beg for me to save your life, I might even spare you-!"

I shoved my blade over his tentacles, cutting quite a few off, before moving the sword up, rolling over, creating a large gash on Faux Harvey's torso-ish area. It was caught off-gaurd, and immediately tried to attack me.

I wasn't all back, but that attack would probably do him in- I then suddenly got pulled by a tentacle, falling over and hitting my face on the ground. I was brought over to the tables of team 2, and I saw their looks. It was all pity? What the hell is that? My stomach dropped, or I guess rose, when I saw that. I didn't even want to see my team's faces. They were all forced to watch me fight, appearing very futile. I guess I have to just try my best.

I stuck the sword out and as I got closer to the host, I swung it over to it's facial area, it's grip loosened and I fell out, rolling towards table two, I smashed into the table and swung pieces of it over at the host, who received quite a bit of blunt damage. I got a lot more time thanks to that, and it's confusing, so I ran forwards, tackling the creature and getting it to fall over, I ripped out the blade and ran it through the body as cleanly as possible. It was quite uncomfortable, the sound, the feeling, it was disgusting.

I was hit quite a few times by the tentacles, each lash hurting too much more for me to withstand it, so I just closed my eyes and let out a scream, shoving the sword deeper and slashing where I could. Seconds later, my throat gave out, and I released my voice. I was drenched in a sticky fluid, and I was in pain everywhere. I didn't dare to open my eyes before turning away.

I slumped upwards, into a standing position and turned around. I felt pain. Lots of it. All over my body. Adrenaline couldn't even stop it, surprisingly. I opened my eye as I collapsed and rolled off-stage. The TV screen blared "WINNER WINNER WINNER" as my vision began to fade to black.