Of the participants on the wheel, was Nandinah. Even before the wheel was set in motion, her face was already covered in tears.
Her parents, who stood amongst the spectators equally expressed their dismay. Shuri clutched her husband's shirt and allowed her tears to create blotches on it. Dio, being the man that he was, consoled his wife while trying to keep that usual manly expression in a time like that, which called for a "weak spot."
It was when the wheel was finally set in motion by five royal soldiers who used great effort to pull up an enormous level, that grief surfaced.
The wheel spun at a reasonable pace. It wasn't too fast nor was it slow but its level of speed was just enough to get Lord Evan as excited as always.
"I wonder who gets unlucky in the first round," He laughed while anxious murmurs erupted from the crowd.
