Alexa

I stood still as I heard the reality of it. Werewolves and other magical races could heal themselves quickly, while humans healed slower and were vulnerable to various other complications. Compared to an Omega, an ordinary human was physically weaker. With wounds like that, how could she survive?

Her body was bleeding crimson, and I could only stare at the engrossed view. The crowd around me roared, expressing their disappointment at my victory.

‘What the hell? Why are they going crazy like this?’ Mythril voiced its protest.

“I…” Amid my panic, my voice stuttered.

Somehow, the noise died down. The shouting began to quiet, and the crowd parted, making...