Well, can you explain what the world in the whole Universe depends on and all that. Well, look, I will protect you, - Leo poked her chest with her fist.

Mark narrowed his eyes as he watched the movement.

“There are… a few trials,” Lyo pondered, choosing his words. - Type of competition. The winner gets… mmm… influence. If someone bad wins, the losers, their loved ones, and everyone else will have to…well…obey. Make wishes come true.

- And wish, as we understand, anyone can.

Did you grant wishes? I slyly looked at Mark. Eh, all the same, he was drawn to an order of magnitude more, but too late....