Predator

Asher's jaw was set, his grip on the reins tight. His earlier boasting still echoed in the minds of the audience.

"Let's see if his words were just air," a prince from a minor kingdom muttered.

"He talked so big… If he loses now, it'll be so humiliating," a noblewoman whispered.

From the royal seating area, King Ikechukwu of Lionara leaned back in his throne, watching with a calm expression. Beside him, Queen Chioma's lips curled into an amused smile.

"Somto's already won," she murmured. "He just hasn't bothered to show it yet."

Ebere sat with her arms crossed, shaking her head. "Prince Asher never learns, does he? He should've just kept quiet."

Nnenna, ever observant, simply watched the scene unfold with sharp eyes. She did not comment.

Carl and Arthur, standing side by side, exchanged looks. Carl smirked. "Well, this is going to be a one sided beating."

Arthur remained silent but nodded.

The signal was given.