Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 103 The Hunting Game (Part 1)

In the stands, Burl turned his attention to Josh Fudge. Impatient by nature, he was direct. "Mr. Fudge, what's this exciting game you've mentioned? It's a perfect day, the sun is out. If we don't start soon, we'll lose the light. Are we playing some kind of horror game?"

Josh Fudge, having just received an update from his team, reassured Burl, "There's no intention to delay. With the sunlight as it is, now's the best time for the game. Nighttime would only add unnecessary gore and danger." Sylvester's interest was piqued at the mention of danger. "Gory and dangerous? Sounds intriguing."

Noticing Sylvester's reaction, Josh Fudge became more animated. "I've heard Mr. Gomez is an excellent shot. It'll be interesting to see if he comes out on top."

Sylvester raised an eyebrow. "Are we talking about using guns?"

Josh Fudge hinted at a challenge. "Without guns, we'd be nothing more than sitting ducks."

He then addressed Trenton, "The firearms were purchased legally, all fitted with safety mechanisms. I'm licensed to own them. No objections, right?"

Trenton, with the air of a military man, chuckled and replied with a sidelong glance at Josh Fudge, "As long as everything's legal, I see no issue. You haven't broken any laws or hurt anyone, after all."

gasp rose

view the scene below

metal railings, overlooking a vast grassland with a winding stream, designed to

front of the stands, edged by a man-made

bodies glinting, emerged from the trees, each followed by a parade of wild animals-wolves, tigers, leopards, bears, lions. Wolves were the most numerous, forming a formidable group. As the trucks halted, the animals pounced on the live bait, their roars and the prey's cries merging into a chilling chorus. The stream ran red, the scent of blood thick in the air, leaving the onlookers in shock. The women, unaccustomed to such brutality, recoiled. The more sensitive among them

thrill, their

Lela's eyes

been nervous at the sound of the beasts;

darkened. Josh Fudge had gone too

Lela resisted, insisting, "I'm not

"Really?" He was skeptical.

firm nod, Lela pushed his

her bravery, Sylvester couldn't help