"Woo!" Chelsea clapped and cheered for Johan, Sonny wore a satisfied grin, and Lola seemed to lean back on her seat in relief.
They became worried when Nick almost won the previous round, and their worry heightened even further as he reached the final draw with Johan this round.
But luckily, their fears weren't reality. And the reality was that Nick was doomed either way.
Lola clapped briefly along with Chelsea and Johan glanced at her with a smile.
He reached for the name sac and took out a paper slip.
Nick shook his head, already knowing what was to come. He angrily thought, 'This game is a waste of time. I should just equip that street-fighting talent or invest more in my strength, lock that door, and beat the shit out of Johan until he deletes that video. If any of his friends want to stop me, I'll beat the shit out of them too.'
Having opened the paper slip, Johan turned it to Nick and chuckled before saying, "Nick, it's you!"
