Even though my feet were slowly moving backwards towards the edge of the arena, my eyes remained fixed on Tanya's, and my eyelids wouldn't close.
I gave orders to my legs, but they no longer obeyed me. This skill, Puppeteer Eye, was truly a frightening power. No matter how hard I tried, my legs followed Tanya's will.
"Just a little more, Diane," Tanya said, a certain pleasure evident in her voice. "Just a little more and you'll become my pet."
Unfortunately, she was right. At that pace, I would lose by stepping out of the ring, and from my position, I felt there wasn't much distance left.
A few steps later, my feet were one step away from leaving the arena. That was when Tanya's will made me stop.
"Before I win this fight, how about a word from the other competitor, Richard?" Tanya said, not taking her eyes off me but speaking loudly enough for Rick to hear.
She was convinced she would beat me, and she was enjoying every second of that spectacle.
