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We were split into two teams. Naturally, we stuck with the people we came in with.

Looking at how this game was designed, it was clear-only one team could win.

"Please get ready to start. You have 20 minutes."

As the game began, so did blood.

I nearly got stabbed by the same bitch who tried to strangle me earlier. I kicked her hard in the leg, sending her face-first into the dirt. Without hesitation, I ran-heading straight toward the winning spot.

V.I.P POV》

"Did you see that kick 069 just landed? Thank god I betted on her," one of the VIPs said, grinning.

"Her physical stats are insane, for a woman. I've never been this impressed."

"That's because you're never impressed, dumbass," another VIP quipped.

The "hard-to-impress" one narrowed his eyes. "At least I can see flaws-unlike you, who's nothing but a walking waste of space," he snarled.

The others scoffed. The argument was heating up when the Front Man's voice cut through the tension:

"Gentlemen. Please-let's enjoy the final game."

They muttered their apologies, then took their seats, wine and food in hand, returning their focus to the screens.

《Y/N's POV》

Suddenly, my head jerked back violently-someone had yanked my hair.

It was her again.

"Fucking bitch! See you in hell!" she screamed, slamming a knife into my chest.

"AHHHH!" I screamed, coughing up blood as pain exploded through me. She ripped the blade out and tossed me forward like I was trash.

I hit the ground, blood bubbling from the wound. I wasn't going to die immediately, but I didn't have much time.

I tried crawling across the mud-soaked floor. But she grabbed my shoulder, turning me over.

I acted fast-kicking her right in the face.

She flew backward with a grunt, and we locked eyes-pure hatred between us.

She got back up and started walking toward me.

I tried crawling away.

Too late.

She grabbed my ankle and stomped down hard.

CRACK.

I let out a blood curdling screech, tears streaking down my face.

That bitch just broke my ankle.

Was this some kind of Oh Sang-woo cosplay?!

She smirked and leaned close, knife hovering near my stomach.

"Any last words?" she whispered.

I looked up at her, bloody and smiling.

"Fuck you," I spat, blood hitting her face. "Too bad you're gonna die."

She frowned.

But before she could react-I grabbed my knife with my left hand and drove it straight into the side of her neck.

Her eyes went wide. The blade stuck out at an angle.

She dropped her knife. Blood poured from her mouth as she gurgled and twitched.

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