"How is this possible? She defeated me in three clashes without even moving from her spot. Moreover, I could feel that she was not using her full strength!" As the blood drained from Max's pale face, his handsome appearance contorted, making him seem like a dead corpse.
He could not accept such a shameful outcome.
Especially, when he was the one to issue the challenge.
Not only did he get defeated, but he was also crushed in such a way, where he could not even raise his head.
Sailles looked at the pale-faced vampire with amusement.
Who was it that was asking for a beating just a little while ago? Now that he got what he desired, he could not even raise his head?
Feeling funny inside, she turned her gaze away, afraid that she would not be able to control herself and let loose the laugh building in her stomach from seeing his miserable appearance.
