Shimmering, star-like lights filled the air, and intense mana condensed all around the wondrous new place they found themselves in.
As the three girls exchanged glances, one thought settled firmly in their confused yet excited minds: they must win.
Cheshire's teasing voice and declaration felt almost deceptive, but as their eyes lingered on the restrained Riley, an overwhelming sense of greed surged within them.
They all knew that winning this game wouldn't guarantee Riley's heart, but it would certainly give them an edge.
If it helped them assess and confront their future rivals, then it was a chance they couldn't afford to miss.
This was more than just a competition; it was an opportunity—a perfect excuse to finally confront the buzzing "bitches" that surrounded him, those who dared to vie for his attention.
It was a chance to eliminate them from the equation, and only a fool would deny themselves that.
