Kark looked at me with a mocking grin.
As he slowly approached, he stretched and flexed his muscles, showing off while sneering at me. "This fight is going to be boring. I'll have to take my time torturing you to give the nobles a good show. Don't blame me for being ruthless! Hahaha!"
Hearing this, I realized that this guy wasn't one of those who would willingly let me kill him, as Quinn had mentioned.
But I wasn't afraid of him. Just because he was taller and bulkier than me didn't mean he'd win.
I didn't say a word and just stared at him silently. The atmosphere of the arena seemed to stir something deep within me, igniting my desire to fight. Maybe it was the curse affecting me. Instead of fear, I found myself eager for battle.
The referee quickly pulled out a horn and blew it, pro
