Chapter 225: WHAT EXACTLY AM I?
The crowd was on edge, their voices rising in a cacophony of anxious murmurs as the dust from the explosion began to settle. Whispers of David's demise rippled through the arena like a wave, and some spectators, their faces pale with disbelief, murmured that he had to be gone.
Luna stood apart from the chaos, a small grin pulling at her lips as she observed the scene. "He lost," she muttered under her breath, a mix of amusement and intrigue in her tone.
Mariana, overhearing Luna's words, turned to her with concern etched on her face. "What do you mean, he lost? Is David okay?"
Realizing her slip, Luna quickly masked her expression and reassured Mariana, "Oh, he's fine. Don't worry. But... let's just say he didn't quite stick to his word."