Chapter 305
Grey had just left the coliseum, walking with his usual iconic swagger—hands tucked casually in his pockets, head slightly bowed as a storm of thoughts raged through his mind.
He had parted ways with Max a few moments earlier. Max had decided to explore the town a bit longer, giving Grey an address to pass on to Charlotte whenever he came across her.
'Shit! What the hell is Amir thinking? Why pair Vince against Dave?' Grey's thoughts churned with unease. 'He knows there's bad blood between them. This isn't just careless—it's dangerous.'
"Is it only Vince you're worried about? What about Raze? Scarlet? Greg?" Noir's voice suddenly echoed in his head, cutting through the tension.
"They can handle themselves," Grey muttered aloud, not breaking stride. "Raze can copy magic. If his opponent's affinity is too weak, that fool can just switch and duel on equal ground.
