C47 Destroy!!

The exquisite dice once again found their way into Zopyrus's hands.

The second round commenced!

"8!" Zopyrus watched the dice tumble to the ground, revealing the crimson number 8, and a cold smirk crept across his lips.

"Please, spare me!" Venus pleaded, her face streaked with tears, on the verge of breaking down.

"I'm sorry," Clarkson said