Yman looked at the girl who was waiting for his reply while raising a brow. He had nothing against her. Yman did not care if Kesha was unfriendly towards him. They were not even that close in the first place to be bothered by it.
It just so happens that they have a different conclusion towards Bob's match.
Contrary to most participants in the waiting hall, she wasn't in resonance with her deity. He stared at the deity on her shoulder.
"Hey, what are you planning? State what you want already! Well, I don't truly care since you'll never even win." Annoyed, she urged him.
Yman sneered.
"If Bob won the match, I want you to do a headspin on the ground while in the middle of the crowd," he replied to her urging.
"What!" Kesha exclaimed, dumbfounded.
"H-headspin?!" She repeated loudly.
He shrugged his shoulders.
"Yman, a-are you serious?" Almina called out and inquired.
