Ruin sat on the bench, wiping the blood flowing from her burst lips.

“Damn it.”

She couldn’t shake off her depressed mood.

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There was no excuse to explain the result of the overwhelming defeat that she couldn’t do anything about.

Even if she took out her trump card.

Ruin, who thought that she wouldn’t be able to win even if she was in normal condition, sighed and wiped her face with the towel she had put on her head.

“F*ck.”

For some reason, she could hear other …