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.

calm as they watched

toward her direction. Dalen, sensing something, swiftly turned to Dustin and greeted him with a nod and a

stood confidently in the center of the battle ring. His expression was serious

big, muscular build, he brandished two battle axes. His

good shape, looked slender next to ATlas’ imposing

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

Young from Sword Union,”

a Sword Union disciple?” Atlas raised an eyebrow, and

martial artists

but hadn’t expected to encounter one of their disciples so soon. If he could defeat Miles in the ring, it would add another

yourself?” Miles slowly raised his sword and pointed it straight

just how skilled you Sword Union disciples really are!” Atlas sneered. Then, he charged forward like a human tank. Each

axes down on Miles’ shoulders with

knew he couldn’t take the attack head- on.

crashed down simultaneously onto the battle ring, which sent the sparks flying in all

hell!” Atlas wasted no time after his initial strike

axes scraped along the ground for about 15 feet before slashing upwards at an angle. Miles was caught

constricted as he quickly raised his