Before game 7, another meeting was called forth by the system. The reason for it was simple - to choose what to do next.
"It looks like another one of our inspectors died last round. This is starting to get bothersome now. Should we change the people in charge of the games once more?"
Someone asked, only for the gods to scoff.
"Well, what do the fighting maniacs have to say for themselves? You can't blame us any longer-"
"Ha-! It's still because both you and that weakling who replaced me were weak. If it were me, I wouldn't have died."
"You cannot know that. You might be strong, but you are still bound by the rules of the game, right? Unlike you, humans seem to possess a brain and know how to use it as well. You would have likely ended up the same as well."
The small girl spoke as she looked at the half-dragon. Her words enraged the half-dragon and he immediately leapt at the girl.
