Arthur stood a little further away from the edge of Celestias Academy's designated section, his crimson eyes fixed on the white-haired woman standing before him.
The demonic stadium roared around them. Demons shouted from the stands, dark elves watched with cold amusement, and vampires leaned forward in their seats with crimson eyes filled with hunger. Werewolves snarled and laughed whenever one of the terrified human students cried out.
But Arthur ignored them all.
His attention remained on the woman standing before him—the woman who had called herself Maya, the woman who had taken control of the Death Game, and the same woman Arthur had encountered once before.
Arthur narrowed his eyes as he studied her. "You're the one who tried to kill Layla at the academy, aren't you?"
For the briefest moment, Maya's dark eyes sharpened.
The reaction was subtle enough that nobody else would have noticed it, but Arthur immediately caught it. A faint smile appeared on his lips.
