"So you agree to the game, right?" Desmond asked.
'Did you not see my declaration?' Dreamer declared his answer just a second ago.
Nevertheless, he would say it clearly. "Yes. I am in."
Desmond smirked. "Hehe. Very well. Prepare the game, you all."
The Vampires behind Desmond nodded and ten of them came forward.
They gestured to the crowd to move back.
Dreamer also moved away and the Vampires came in the center of the ground.
They stood in a circle and shoved their hand inside their bracelet.
'Are they taking something out? Must be something for the game.' Dreamer watched their move carefully. He won't let them cheat.
They took out a table, two chairs and two fucking huge… bowls?
"What? Are we doing an eating contest?" Dreamer could do well in an eating contest.
Desmond snickered. "You will know soon enough."
'Of course. Why would he tell me right now?' Desmond would reveal the game in a perfect time.