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When that name echoed through the Black Abyss Arena, Lyle hadn't reacted yet.
It wasn't until Andrey's Liches had all turned their gaze toward him that Lyle realized those titles, those that could shame one into social death, referred to himself.
He was the special guest of the Hellfire Invitational, he was a contestant in the racing competition.
It was a disgraceful betrayal, Lyle almost instantly came to his senses. His companions had entered him into a race with the Demon Race without his knowledge.
"Shiny! You guys!"
Faced with Lyle's fury, the trio of Shiny, Flexibility, and Manipulation, reacted...with the speed of light, they admitted their fault.
"Boss, I was wrong!!" Almost instantaneously, Shiny and Flexibility pressed their faces to the ground, removed their heads, held their skulls in their hands, and knocked them on their seats with a thud. Such a Liches' way of apologizing immediately deflated half of Lyle's rage due to sheer surprise.