"I give up."
Those words made everyone freeze in disbelief.
"What did I just hear? Give up? Wasn't she on a roll?"
"Are you blind? Don't you see who's standing there? That's Catrine Clay, you idiot!"
"Damn! It's really her! I thought she had lost!"
A commotion erupted throughout the crowd. At first, they had thought Elmyra would be the dark horse of the match.
But no one had imagined she would be defeated so thoroughly by Catrine Clay, just like the other contestants before her.
The turn of events was sudden and completely unexpected.
"You made a very good choice," Catrine said indifferently as she pulled her sword from her back. "If you had been even a little stubborn, I would have killed you."
Her cold words failed to intimidate Elmyra. Instead, she smiled and looked at her playfully.
"You wouldn't have done that," she said casually.
Catrine frowned. "What do you mean?"
