Lilith's POV
I arrived at the competition venue promptly at three that afternoon.
Just as Rylan had said, while I was still looking for the entrance, a familiar figure quickly approached me.
"Lilith! Over here!"
Iris, dressed in a smart suit today, smiled lightly and led me straight towards the VIP entrance.
Staff members stepped aside for her as we passed; not even a single glance was thrown my way.
At the entrance to the audience seating, she suddenly stopped and turned to face me.
"Lilith," she whispered, her eyes burning with intensity, "I haven't submitted your withdrawal request yet. If you're willing, there's still time to get on that stage."
She took a step closer, her voice dropping to a near-whisper. "With your talent, the championship is practically yours for the taking.
