It was Nash. He was standing at one of the tower’s windows, glaring coldly at Bobbit.
“I'll give you one chance to fuck off!”
Nash had a frosty expression on his face, and the tone he spoke in was not much warmer either.
Bobbit’s eyes twitched, an unwilling look appearing in his gaze as he stared at Nash.
Nash scoffed. “Aren’t you going to leave? Do you want to experience what Alto did?”
Bobbit’s hands curled themselves into fists. However, there was nothing he could do.
The memories of Alto being swiftly defeated by Nash were still fresh in his mind. The possibility of him defeating Nash in a battle was less than zero.
Maidee spoke up, “Please calm down, Mr. May. We’re the ones who came up with the rules and should abide by them!”
The corner of Bobbit’s lips jerked upward as he cussed out Maidee silently. He was the one who had encouraged him to do this but was also the one telling him to calm down now.
Since Maidee had already claimed the role of the hero, that left him to be the villain.
After a moment’s silence, Bobbit regained control over his anger and turned to walk back to the Temple of Frey.
The members of the Western camp returned to the patio of the Temple of Frey, and the temple began floating away.
Dante gave Nash a confused look. “Nash, you’ve already completed your seclusion?”
He had just finished speaking when Nash’s features twisted and transformed into an unfamiliar-looking face.
Dallas chuckled. “That’s not Nash. He's one of the Divine Strategy Squadron’s Espers. He can masquerade as anyone and everyone!”
Before the competition started, Dallas had been making preparations for if the Western camp decided to go back on their word. If need be, someone would masquerade as Nash and scare the Western camp.
He had not expected that they actually needed to do this.
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