ENTITY: THE FULL SAGA

Michael sighed, dehydrated from the massive amount of food he had consumed back at the hotel. "The sun is setting now… What place are we in now?" Hai, looking at the tablet provided to him by the race officials, let out a fake smile. "We've taken over third place, meaning we just have to annihilate second and first place." Michael grinned. "Hopefully Trya and Tuka catch up before we get to the next city…"

Meanwhile 1 mile behind the party sat Trya, who was still struggling to catch up to everyone. Then, she had seen Tuka, who was holding a blood-soaked cleaver in his hands. Trya grinned. "Tuka! Where is everyone else?" Looking at the bloody cleaver, Trya's wide smile turned to a formal frown. "What happened to you, Tuka…?" 

"I can't rush this mission… Hama told me if we didn't do this right, he would kill me! I guess I could just get this over with now and deal with Trya, she already has wounds from the battle with Cuka…" Suddenly, everything went silent. "You've fallen right into my trap, Trya. I am a servant of the infamous Hama Boa, yet I find it weird neither you or that brat recognized us." Trya froze. "You may have thought you double crossed me, you dumbass…" Before Tuka could even react, his torso was soaked with his own blood as his cut casted by Trya continued to expand. Restraining her snakes from the corpse, she let out a dark smile. "I know you. I know everything about you! Me and Michael will kill you two, no matter what…" Tuka sighed. "Looks like the mission failed, Hai." he said over the intercom. "Just kill the brat already, nothing hard." On the other side of the intercom, Hai let out a grim smile. "You're trapped, Michael. We were never allied to begin with, it was just a sham. Now that Ikama Black has been defeated and is on the verge of being executed, Hama Boa is ordering us to stop the execution and kill Trya Velasquez." Holding his knife to Michael's neck, he smiled. "Say goodbye, you unworthy bitch. Trya isn't coming back to you either, Tuka has dealt with her either way…" Suddenly, the blood began to seep out of Michael's neck as the sharp object got closer and closer by the second. "We've caught 6 million dollar criminals! We're ri-" Suddenly, a man pierced the body of Hai open, leaving him producing his own puddle and trail of blood. Falling onto the floor, Hai smiled. "Looks like we've been caught. Don't worry, we have multiple different representatives roaming around right now. Now that you're here, ------, it'll rile up the Death Desert Government AND the representatives working under Hama!" ------ scoffed. "And what makes you think I'll care?" Extracting their hand from Hai's body, he fell on the floor. "I hate you, ------..." were the last words he had said before permanently closing his eyes. Michael gasped. "Xavier… you're back?" Smiling, Xavier patted Michael on the shoulder. "I've been back since early this morning, and everyone is safe back in Crystal City. Happy to see you alive from that predicament, too…" Suddenly, Trya appeared from the distance, freezing after Xavier's face met her eyes. "B-Brother…." she gasped, hugging him fastly. Michael sighed. "So now that our alliance has crumbled, are we still going to proceed to catch up with second or first, or are w-" 

Before Michael could finish his speech, multiple men working for the Death Desert Government appeared, chanting "WE NEED TO KILL XAVIER" and "HEADS WILL ROLL." In the center of all the chaos stood the trio back to back. "Well, first place is gonna have to wait until they get dominated. Now, we're up against an entire fleet!" Xavier smiled. "The second fleet in two entire days… How bad can this situation possibly be?" Michael laughed. "ATTACK, EVERYONE! LEAVE THEM GROANING IN THE SAND!"

TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 101 - The Extreme Battle! 3 vs. 1,700!