Chapter 90: Why are you screaming so much?
With the coliseum plunged into silence, everyone watched in utter amazement at the scene they had just witnessed. It was a cold, relentless, and utterly humiliating experience.
In one of the waiting rooms, chaos had broken out and was raging out of control.
Splintered tables lay overturned, and furniture was reduced to rubble. The food, once carefully served, was now scattered on the floor, trampled underfoot.
But that wasn’t the worst of it.
Amidst the disaster, the lifeless body of a man lay face down, his blood slowly spilling out, staining the remains of food around him. Bread, meat, and fruit mixed with his coagulated blood, forming a disgusting, grotesque mass. His arm was still trembling slightly, but his eyes were already empty.
The stench of despair, anger, and defeat permeated the air.
Scarlett stared at the screen formed by observation magic, her face completely contorted with rage and hatred.
"Why does that damn bastard... that son of a bitch born to a commoner always get in my way?" She spat out the words, clutching her hair tightly, as if she needed something to pull out to restrain herself.
This was supposed to be his son’s moment to shine. The moment when he would rise to glory and the clan’s name would ring out loud and clear throughout the Kingdom.
But everything... everything had been trampled on by one person.
Kael.
That name made her nauseous. It was like poison running through her veins, a poison that burned, that corrupted, that made her tremble with rage.