Their words were swallowed by the crowd's roars as the fight onstage grew even more brutal.
Nnenna was almost out of breath now. Sweat mixed with blood on her skin, her chest heaving as she struggled to stay standing. She thought of quitting, just for a second, but her pride refused to let her.
She had trained too long, fought too hard, and survived too much to simply give up now.
All her effort… all her progress… wasn't it enough to match George? Why couldn't she keep up?
No, she couldn't accept that. Not yet. Not when her body still responded to her will.
Then suddenly...
"Nnenna."
The Love System's voice echoed in her mind, sharp and cold. It had been quiet all through the match, respecting her choice to rely on herself. But now, there was an urgency in its tone that made her heart skip.
"Something's wrong."
"Wh-what do you mean, something's wrong?" Nnenna asked between gasps, barely managing to dodge a fatal blow that could have shattered her ribs.
