Furiosa

Lilith welcomed Ren with a bright smile, immediately wrapping her arms around him the moment he stepped into his room. "You're back."

Ren chuckled, returning the embrace. "Of course, I am."

She pulled back slightly, looking at him with expectant eyes. "So, what happened at the palace? Did you register for the tournament?"

Ren hesitated for a split second before deciding to rip the bandage off. "Yes, but… there's something else."

Lilith's expression shifted. "What do you mean?"

Ren exhaled. "I accepted a duel. Against one of Vesper's men."

"And?"

"If I win, I get a million gold coins. But if I lose, I die."

For a moment, Lilith didn't react. Then, her entire posture stiffened, her grip on his arms tightening. "What?" 

She glared at him, her eyes intense enough to set the entire house on fire.

"A million gold coins, Ren? A duel to the death?!" She paused. "What in the abyss were you thinking?!"