The moment Maple Syrup emptied her glass, Rita saw the resolve in her eyes.
During their duel, she had confirmed countless times that Maple Syrup truly meant to kill her—but some part of her had still hoped otherwise. Maybe Maple Syrup was forcing her to quit the game? Maybe there was another reason?
But even now, outside the match, that killing intent hadn't faded.
The last shred of wishful thinking inside her was torn apart. Surrender was no longer an option.
And then, at last, the long-delayed chime of a newly awakened skill sounded in her mind.
