Chapter 53

Vince raised an eyebrow and pointed to a deep check wound in the wolf's chest, the heart exposed, beating weakly before coming to a complete halt. "I was just helping him. You see, he can't live with all these injuries. If I must endure it until tomorrow, I'd rather help him die a little faster now."

Although I still feel uneasy, I understand what reality is. I squatted before the wolf, stroked his eyes, and wished him a peaceful death.

I passed relatively peacefully on my second day with Vince's help. I thought I would have died without even realizing it if it weren't for him. No wonder Brian reacted so harshly to letting me participate in this competition because it was entirely out of my control; when I went through things like this morning, I knew myself still to what extent it was weak.

I fell asleep in a heavy mood; the brutal competition officially began the following day.

The war started earlier than I thought. It was only early morning, and there was a constant growling sound