Liana stood alone in the center of the colosseum arena, the sun high and merciless overhead. The crowd's roar had dulled to a low, expectant hum. Her opponent—a tall, wiry commoner girl stood opposite her. No noble crest. No fancy bloodline. Just another girl from the dirt, same as Liana.
Liana exhaled through her nose, shoulders dropping.
*Finally… a commoner. Same as me. No insane power-ups, no demon awakening bullshit, no getting turned into a pincushion by rose-tattooed psychopaths.*
She rolled her neck—once, twice—then cracked her knuckles.
*I am not getting hurt today. Not like my dear brother and his stupid girlfriend.*
She glanced up toward the highest gallery—just a quick flick of her eyes.
Aiden's entire chaotic harem was there too, probably placing bets or arguing over who got to sit on his lap next.
Liana smirked to herself.
*Watch me, Onii-chan. Your little sister's about to show these idiots how it's done.*
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Back in the Infirmary—
