The uproar grew louder. Even Bianca felt irritated by what was happening.

But now wasn’t the time to question it. Sophia had already stepped onto the center of the stage, ready to begin her performance.

Sophia’s performance was very different from the others. She walked with difficulty, her expression free of sorrow. Instead, her face showed determination.

She turned her back to the audience, her posture full of loneliness. Then, she suddenly turned around, a faint smile on her lips. “Don’t give up! Victory will be ours!”

Without warning, Sophia charged forward, clutching an imaginary explosive device. “Edenfield will achieve victory!” she shouted, before collapsing to the floor.

The venue...