Hearing Damon's arrogant words was not at all reassuring for Luna or Iris, who were watching the broadcast.
Iris had been quiet the whole time, acting as if she wasn't there, but seeing Damon surrounded made the girl uneasy. Her fingers gripped the hem of her clothes tightly as her lips trembled.
"Don't… don't die...."
This was her fear as well. Damon was the closest thing she had to family in this world. He was the one who forced himself into her life when her father was gone. In her darkest hour, he had made her believe she could still pay back those who had ruined her. That was why seeing him surrounded by demons made her face pale.
Luna, on the other hand, clenched her fist, her eyes cold as ice. She spoke the first thing that came to her heart, her voice low but filled with killing intent.
"Kill them all, Damon… kill them."
The crowd didn't seem to be in favor of Damon even surviving, much less winning. Murmurs and whispers spread among the onlookers like wildfire.
