''Ahhh!'' LotusOfDeath screamed with her cheek being swollen.
She blinked blankly and couldn't believe what was happening to her.
She was chosen as the second person to join the tournament and was always proud of her skills with any weapon and used to be one of the greatest hunters in her home city.
Now, she truly felt like her strength itself was nothing. Without her weapon, she was like hundreds of animals she had hunted before.
Weak, without being able to fight back.
''B-But… I-I was second to be chosen…'' She murmured with disbelief, ''I-I am strong… Strongest…''
''Second one to be chosen? What do you mean?'' Isaac rubbed his knuckles and asked after hearing her murmurs.
She turned her teary eyes towards Isaac and said, ''I-I was second… There were only two when I was chosen, and I was the second…''
''Well, I was the third one,'' Isaac said, which caused LotusOfDeath to widen her eyes in shock.