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"Are you okay?" Ri asked worriedly, reaching for Dyon's bandages. They had been partially torn off because of Dyon's wings, but because of the position they were in, they had mostly survived.

Noticing this though, Dyon reached down, tearing them off completely.

The crowd seemed to be watching Dyon's every action. And it seemed like with his recent wins, his fan club was growing out of proportion. It wasn't as though no one had noticed how handsome Dyon was before, but that was a trait that was normally ignored for males in the martial world unless they were powerful – something females didn't normally have to deal with. However, having now proven himself, he wasn't short of admirers much to Ri's admonition.

For the shrieking voices to reach so far down, it was clear there were a lot.

Madeleine giggled. "It seems they want to add our husband to the male suitors list." Her smile was bright even as she helped Ri clean Dyon's wound and bandage it again.