"Cut the crap and start the game," blond Amanda impatiently tapped the floor with her heel. As a conqueror who had experienced thirteen Trojan Horse Games, she was fearless. As for Yin Shang Wu, she had never battled him, but surely he was nothing more than a defeated adversary.
"It's a pity, Leader, I can only personally slaughter four of them," Yin Shang Wu took a deep breath, waiting for the game to commence. The others, however, wished time could stop at this moment forever.
"The first game, the Butcher's Feast. Two squads - the first to have five casualties wins, while the losers are selected randomly to lose two lives as punishment." Alice sat next to the dining table. The butler behind her rang a bell and from behind a stage, a stone door opened. A team of ghostly maids walked out, setting a bountiful dinner on the table.
"What?" Everyone was bewildered, the rules of the game were not only strange but the method of punishment was exceptionally brutal.
