After the blue team finished forming, another pillar suddenly lit up— this time glowing red. The leader standing atop it was… a woman.
No—
A massive woman.
She had a short pixie cut, her frame bulky and packed with muscle, her presence alone enough to make the air around her feel heavier. Veins subtly traced along her arms, and the way she stood— relaxed yet powerful, made it obvious she wasn't just for show.
Si Hon slowly turned his head toward her.
"Oh my god."
Meanwhile, the crowd reacted instantly.
"That's the Furious Minily!!"
"Damn… too bad we can't bet to get her on our side…"
Another voice chimed in, quieter but filled with uneasy laughter.
"Yeah… even if you did get her after the game, she'd probably just escape… or worse— use you. I— I mean as a slave. Yeah."
A short pause.
"I wouldn't mind."
The random voice came from a guy wearing a bull mask.
And somehow—
The entire section of the crowd went silent.
Everyone slowly turned to look at him.
