Though they were rivals they were now on the same team. Pursuing their rivalry at present would demerit them instead. Unlike their appearance, the mental within their heart was mature enough to halt the moment of heat.
Taking one step to the side she suddenly stopped as she bowed to Lyon before sitting on an empty seat beside him.
He was caught off guard by the sudden gesture and didn't have any time to reply before she already sat down neatly. He immediately felt a burning sensation on his waist before he glanced at Luna whose hand was twisting his side albeit looking to the front.
"Well, let me explain a few things about the Crown," said Argeon with a cough.
"First of all, there is only one winner for this competition, no chances for second place!"
The Crown only had one vault to share with one team. The second place and the rest wouldn't even get a tissue for joining it. Thus the brutality of the competition would be higher than the others.
