An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

“Dr. Rhys, don’t worry. Even if Number 12 loses, no one’s going to blame you,” Alicia said with a reassuring smile.

“Yeah, we’re just here for the fun of it. Winning or losing doesn’t really matter, “Aurora chimed in.

“That’s a relief.” Dustin nodded.

Gambling could remain harmless if one didn’t become too engrossed in it. However, once addicted, it was easy to lose one’s rationality. Therefore, it was wise to clarify matters beforehand to prevent unnecessary complications.

“Fenley, do you want to join us?” Alicia suddenly turned to Fenley beside her.

“No thanks. You guys go ahead. I’m not into it.” Fenley smiled and shook his head. He was passionate about martial arts. Aside from training and fighting, nothing else piqued his interest.

“What about you, Dr. Rhys?” Alicia asked Dustin.

“I’ll just watch the match,” he declined politely. He knew that Abigail’s role as the dealer could manipulate the outcome. Plus, those who placed their bets would eventually lose everything.

“Come on, place your bets. The match is about to start,” Abigail shouted as she urged more gamblers to place their bets.

When the referee in the battle ring announced the start of the match, the betting was officially closed.

“Go, Miles! You have to win and make our guild proud!” Ruby’s voice echoed through the crowd. She cheered on Miles as he fought on the second battle ring.

Dalen sat nearby. Their expressions were calm as

something, swiftly turned

battle ring. His expression was serious

a big, muscular build, he brandished two battle axes. His exposed, hairy chest gave him a resemblance more akin to a gorilla than

though in good shape, looked

I don’t spare any nameless spirits under my axes.” Atlas swung his two battle axes onto

Sword

Union disciple?” Atlas raised an eyebrow, and his

they only accept elites. All their disciples are tough martial artists

had heard about the Sword Union’s reputation but hadn’t expected to encounter one of their disciples so soon. If he could defeat Miles in the ring, it would add another impressive notch

Miles slowly raised his sword and

are!” Atlas sneered. Then, he charged forward like a human tank. Each step sent tremors through the

closed in and swung his axes down on Miles’ shoulders with tremendous

Miles knew he couldn’t take the attack head- on. So, he twisted his body and swiftly dodged the

echoed through the arena. Two axes crashed down simultaneously onto the battle ring, which sent the

initial strike missed. He swiftly transitioned into a

feet before slashing upwards at an angle. Miles

pupils constricted as he quickly raised his sword