Beneath the stadium where cheers were echoing.

Anxious, Ruin clenched his fists and looked up at the stadium.

“Why does it look so high?”

The round, grayish stadium. The place where he had always won and received everyone’s admiration seemed awfully high today.

He didn’t want to go up.

Because it was like a guillotine made just for him. Ruin, who wasn’t ready at all, was scared to go up. It seemed like the first time since his match with Olivia that he felt this burden weighing down on his shoulders.

He felt burdened …