"Hah, check out what I made!"
Serena held out her hands proudly, a colorful rubber band stretched in a complicated crisscross pattern between her fingers.
Stray curls of green hair fell across Rashira's cheek as she leaned closer and said, "Wow… you're really good at this," genuinely impressed.
"Hehe~ I know, right?" Serena flashed a triumphant grin. "If you want, I can teach you too."
"Really?" Rashira's eyes lit up with childlike curiosity.
"Yup! Here, put your fingers like this, and then twist it like... yeah, just like that."
Sigh!
Sevyr exhaled from his perch nearby, arms crossed, watching the two girls playing like carefree kids at a picnic.
Meanwhile, out in the forest, the rest of the participants were locked in absolute chaos.
Ambushes, sneak attacks, betrayals.
At first, they ganged up on one unfortunate soul… then turned on each other. After that, the remaining group cornered two more poor kids like predators circling prey.
Then—
Ding!
