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

Ruby’s voice, Dustin turned his head toward her direction. Dalen, sensing something, swiftly turned to

His expression was serious as he gripped his sword with

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

shape, looked

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

Miles Young from Sword

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

accept elites. All their disciples are tough martial artists capable of taking on

to encounter one of their disciples so soon. If

for yourself?” Miles slowly raised

Atlas sneered. Then, he

roared as he closed in and swung his axes down on Miles’ shoulders with tremendous force. Given Atlas’ strength, even a rhinoceros

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

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

Atlas wasted no time after his initial strike missed. He

scraped along the ground for about 15 feet before slashing upwards at

he quickly raised his sword