"Your doom or your fortune depends on your choice," Elber said, his face flat.
"Dylan, they challenged us."
"Fucking bastards want to kill us?"
Shortly, Sofia, Stacy, Rock, and Jamil vanished, entering a life-and-death duel against the people of Cradle.
Dylan narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?"
Elber waved his hand, conjuring a contract. "What I mean is that you should sign this contract and become a member of Cradle, or you can die."
"Why?" Dylan frowned.
"Because you qualify."
"Are you planning to kill my companions in the duels?" Dylan asked.
"Not everyone. We'll keep that blond-haired alive since she also qualifies to join. But the other three…you can forget about them."
Right as Elber finished speaking, two people returned from the duel space.
One was the person from Cradle who was a twin-pony black-haired girl, and the other was…Rock's body pieces.
"Tsk, he wasn't as challenging as I thought."
