An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

“Next.” Oron’s voice rang out, signaling the continuation of the drawing after Jermaine finished his turn.

“I’ll go.”

At that moment, George stomped forward and aggressively shoved a martial artist away as he reached into the black box.

The martial artist who had been shoved frowned and looked up at George’s burly bear-like frame. Despite the intimidation, he suppressed his anger.

Although a martial artist’s strength couldn’t be judged by their size, George’s imposing presence was undeniable.

After rummaging inside the box for a few seconds, George pulled out a glass ball. But before anyone could see the number inside, he crushed it with his powerful grip.

The ball shattered with a sharp crack, and fragments scattered across the floor.

He looked at the fragments in his hand and burst into laughter. His eyes glinted with malice as he turned to Jermaine.

He said sinisterly, “Jermaine, huh? Unlucky bastard, you’ll have one hell of a day. Look at this.” He showed him the metal disc, which displayed “30.”

Jermaine’s number was 3, and George’s was 30. According to the pairing rules, they were set to face off in the third match.

“Hmph! We’ll see who’s the unlucky one,” Jermaine replied coldly. “I’ve killed countless brutes like you. All brawn and no brains. You’re nothing but a walking pile of trash.”

big or strong, it made no difference. Those brutes, who sacrificed speed and agility

filled with deadly intent.

yapping! Let’s settle this in the battle ring.” Jermaine scoffed

grinned sinisterly, like a predator sizing up its

“Next,” Oron said.

caused, he didn’t care if

one contestant after another stepped up to draw their numbers. Some made a show of

of giving away any tactical advantages. After all, knowing an opponent’s details in advance could provide a strategic advantage

the draw. Only those confident in their skills and untroubled

almost certain to reach the

would fight in the eighth match. It was in the

his memory served him right, that was Bill.

a glass ball. The ball had a metal disc in the center with the

smirked. Despite having fought many battles, he had never faced a

would be an excellent chance to test his skills against a vampire elite and understand their abilities. This way, he would

Bill seemed to sense something. He looked up and locked eyes with

my opponent?” His eyes narrowed as he sized

think I’ll make it easy for you. I plan to enjoy