The end of the competition came so swiftly that it exceeded everyone's imagination. The previously noisy spectator stands suddenly fell silent, and it took a while before a burst of buzz arose.
When Angel turned his head towards the arena, Xiliu had already been carried off.
The victor was undoubtedly Onassis.
But what exactly happened in between?
Although Angel was conversing with Sabo, he was also partially focused on the arena. He clearly saw that after the match began, Onassis didn't say a word nor made any conspicuous move, yet Xiliu fell to the ground on her own.
The only guess in Angel's mind... Could it be that Xiliu fell asleep again?
But, hadn't she taken some medicine?
With doubts, Angel headed to the medical team. When he entered, he found that the treating physician had already left, only Nausicaa and a few others were standing by.
"What's the situation with Xiliu?" Angel asked.
Nausicaa frowned: "She's asleep."
