Chapter 194

CLAIRE's POV

"Alright! Everyone place your bets for the next match!" Martha yelled to the crowd.

I watched as everyone trooped to her and began to chatter loudly.

"Who is the next fighter?!"

"Yeah! Who is going to go up against Mel!" People from the crowd hollered.

Martha pointed to me, redirecting everyone's attention to me immediately. My heart sunk as their eyes scanned me. Some chuckled and some of them scoffed.

"She is going up against Mel? There is no way she is going to win," a witch from the crowd added.

"Well, place your bets now! The match will begin soon!" Martha announced.

The witches began to bucket and pull money out of their pockets. I was petrified, frozen and left to watch them make a bet on me. My eyes trailed down to the ring, which was vacant now. I swallowed as I began to simulate how the fighting would go in the ring.

But who was this Mel they spoke of? And why did I not stand a chance against her? Was she their star fighter? I sighed and rubbed my aching temples