On the day of the second Colosseum Challenge, Zayn couldn't even see his own pair of feet in the jam-packed Colosseum.
He was not sure how many people were going to spectate his second challenge, but what he could tell rather easily was that tens of thousand of people would end up betting at the Colosseum's Gambling Ceasaria.
'Is the entire City going to bet, or what?' Zayn grumbled in his mind as he paved his way through the masses of ordinary Blessed. Many gamblers were powerful Blessed, but most of them were actually ordinary Blessed without a single Soulring. They didn't gamble with a lot of money but still dreamed to attain a prosperous future, though without the need to put in some work.
They were just daydreamers.
Zayn ignored the curses that were thrown at him for forcing his way through the masses. He ended up at the counter of the Colosseum's Gambling Ceasaria in only ten minutes which was enough time for Zayn to find out the multiplicators for each bet.
