Chapter 177: Battle of the Shadows
Constance seemed positively speechless, her pleasant smile seemingly about to collapse. Even Kurt, who was in the midst of figuring out how he could get out of this alive, sent Sunny an astonished look, half-impressed, half-horrified.
"It was a joke."
Sunny made sure to not sound too hasty. Otherwise, Constance might have thought that he was trying to find a way to escape from his supposed failed proposal.
"You decide my reward. I will not complain."
If she gave him some garbage, then he will have some choice words! Not that he would say them aloud.
With a scowl, Sunny tightened his grip on Kurt’s wrist, forcing him to drop his knife in a hiss of pain. He pushed the man, releasing him while pointing towards the arena.
"Get in the ring. I’ve grown tired of your face."
Sunny hadn’t even been staring at it, so that wasn’t really possible. Kurt had a distressed look on his face as he reluctantly walked past Constance, carefully eyeing her as he leaped towards the other end of the arena. Sunny followed soon after, making sure to keep a small distance from the alluring lady as he tried not to bother her.
As he passed by, she whispered:
"Good luck. Though, I doubt you need it."
Without pausing in his steps, Sunny returned a stoic nod. Walking over to the fence that separated the audience from the battles below, he jumped, landing with ease and effortless grace as his last shadow — the Happy shadow — returned to his feet.