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.

sat nearby. Their expressions were calm as they watched

hearing Ruby’s voice, Dustin turned his head toward her direction. Dalen, sensing something, swiftly turned to Dustin and greeted him with a

was serious as he

named Atlas Brude, was quite the contrast. Standing six feet three inches tall and with a big, muscular build, he brandished two battle axes. His exposed, hairy chest gave him a resemblance more akin to a

in good shape, looked

spare any nameless spirits under my axes.” Atlas swung his two battle axes

Miles Young from Sword Union,” Miles replied

Union disciple?” Atlas raised an eyebrow, and his

their disciples are tough martial artists capable of taking on 100 opponents.

had heard about the Sword Union’s reputation but hadn’t expected to encounter one of their disciples so soon. If he

don’t you find out for yourself?” Miles slowly raised his sword and pointed it straight

disciples really are!” Atlas sneered. Then, he charged forward

axes down on Miles’ shoulders with tremendous

axes descending, Miles knew he couldn’t take the attack head-

ring, which sent the sparks flying in all directions. The once-solid surface of the

Atlas wasted no time after his initial strike missed. He swiftly transitioned into a sweeping motion

upwards at an angle. Miles

Miles’ pupils constricted as he quickly