บท 297: Dying

In the corridors of the giant temple, the four looked at Liam with awkward smiles.

"Yeah," Ruth said with a nod.

The others nodded in synchrony.

Silence.

"Okay? Get on with it then!" 

Liam frowned. Was it just him, or was everyone around him an absolute retard?

"Alright, alright. Well, first, Usan won. We have 24 points now," Ruth said with a broad grin. "We're in the lead, baby."

Liam nodded.

"The Moyong family is right behind us," Maeve said with a slight frown. "They've got 21 points."

The four grew a little serious on those words.

Liam asked why.

"Myriad Brush revealed another rule," Jargon said with distaste. "Those in the finals forfeit their second chances."

"Now, it's the Temple versus the Luminous Lights."

"Whoever wins this… well, they pretty much win the tournament."

"The others don't have nearly as many points as us."