The moment Luca proposed the challenge, the crowd went silent.
Half of them were gripping their bows tighter, half of them clasping their hands nervously.
After all, they all knew this wasn't a normal game anymore.
One wrong shot, one twitch, one breath too heavy and someone's life could end right there.
But despite that fear, there was an undeniable thrill in the air too.
As Luca had said, stakes made things exciting.
So, the elves, for all their nervousness, were watching with bright, eager eyes.
All eyes were fixed on the two standing near the dummies.
Nyx, with a bright red fruit balanced on her head, stood perfectly still, arms behind her back, looking utterly unbothered.
The faint curve of amusement tugged at her lips. If anything, she seemed entertained by the situation.
Isaac, however, was another story entirely.
He was trembling like a leaf in the wind. Sweat poured down his face, his knees knocking together as he looked up at the fruit on his head.
