In the beast-fighting arena, the obese City Lord laughed wildly upon seeing the scene before him. "Old man, if you manage to kill this lion, I'll let you and your granddaughter go."
"Please, let my grandfather go. I will do anything you say," Spoorate, locked in a cage nearby, pleaded desperately.
"Haha, so now you're begging me? It's too late for that!" The obese City Lord gloated, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he watched the battle unfold in the arena.
The male lion was enormous, comparable in size to a water buffalo, a creature far beyond the capabilities of an ordinary person to handle, let alone Jackey.
"Stop!" At that moment, a commanding shout echoed across the arena. John had arrived, with Debbie and Anason following behind him.
"Big brother!" Spoorate's eyes filled with tears as she saw a glimmer of hope. She quickly called out, "Please, save my grandfather!"