Chapter-157

"He knows," Silk spoke, her voice carrying a hint of certainty.

"What?" Bolge asked, his confusion evident.

"Anon has been aware from the beginning of the race that the girl from the witch house is using a stacking spell. He's been counting down the seconds, waiting for her to reach thirteen stacks. That's when he plans to make his move," Silk explained, her words laced with intrigue.

"What exactly does he plan on doing?" Bolge inquired.

"I cannot say," Silk replied cryptically.

"Hmm, perhaps he intends to eliminate her?" Bolge suggested.

"No, if he were to do that, he would become a target for every bounty hunter in the black market. It's something else, but what exactly?" Silk pondered, her gaze fixed on the live telecast.

[Skill will go on cooldown in 30 seconds.]

"Cease the skill," Anon commanded.

In an instant, the crimson flames enveloping Anon's body dissipated, causing him to gradually slow down.