You stood on the cold stage, staring back at your opponent, Luka. He stared at you with a cunning smile, as you both swayed by each other, singing your heart out for the sake of surviving on this God forsaken planet.

"Your expectations are too high, to think you can even get out of this God forsaken planet alive. We all know who will win by the end of this."

The blonde man's voice echoed and rings through your ears, his princely figure stood there waiting for a response out of your mouth.