The Fortune Wheel [Pt 2]

"Why don't we just spin the wheel? I think that's what we're supposed to do."

The one who broke the anxiety with her words, was the oldest but seemingly least mature of the three—Lemi Vindiel.

The Half Elf had grown tired of everyone's interpretation of the wheel before them, and she was pretty much bored of it all.

"What's the worst that could happen?" She asked.

The two boys instantly shot her a look that immediately buried her argument.

"We don't understand the language, so there's no way to decipher what we're spinning." Ivan murmured, taking the role of the most sensible of the three.

"It could also be a trap. Don't worry, everyone. I'll protect y—" Edwards was instantly stopped by Ivan's dirty glare.

'Don't be weird…' The red haired man thought to himself as he put his brain to work.

It was unfortunate, but he was surrounded by idiots. Both Edward and Lemi were airheads that didn't seem to understand how grave the situation was.