Chapitre 208: Thick Of It [4]

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Amon stood before the punching game, a red ball hanging from its ceiling in front of him.

Beside him stood Alya with an expression mixed with disbelief and annoyance.

This was the last game that they had yet to try in the whole section.

Currently, the score for the games played was 12-3.

With 12 being Amon and 3 being Alya's.

She had been completely obliterated in games.

Decimated.

Flambeed.

She was completely thrown into chaos as various emotions passed across her face.

She was currently biting her nails, staring at the ball in front.

Even if she won this game, she knew that she had lost the total competition overall.

And there was one bet that was placed between them.

A bet of 100k Exlor for who would win the whole competition.

The price had been given by Alya, who was completely sure before that she would win.

But it was obvious now that she was regretting it.