Villain Ch 2001. Chewing Through Nerves
"I swear to god," Mila said, collapsing into the nearest pillow. "I thought he was too good in bed. Now I know why. He's literally the game's final raid mechanic."
Allen leaned back, gaze returning to the arena.
Azura's match was ending.
Victory.
Of course.
She stood with one boot on the shattered arena platform, breathing steady. Calm. The lights around her faded. Her guild name rose on the screen in silver letters.
Ironclad wins.
Allen exhaled.
Zoe poked his thigh. "You're enjoying this."
He didn't deny it.
Because this?
This wasn't just victory.
It was anticipation.
Elio was still meditating.
Azura was winning.
The devs were quiet. The crowd didn't know what was coming.
But Allen did.
And when the curtain dropped?
They'd see.
All of them would see.
