"What is happening here ? Mr. Jeffery is on his last breath, impaled on Mr. Jule's weapon. He'll die if he loses any more blood. Is this the end of the match? Will this be where the next leader of the Lawson house meets his demise?" the commentator announced.
'I could kill him anytime I want, but where's the fun in that? If you don't play with your prey, it won't feel like a hunt, will it?' Anon thought with a smile as he casually tossed Jeffery aside like an object.
"Use your healing potions," Anon advised with a smirk as he sat down in front of him.
Cough-Cough
Jeffery coughed up blood as he retrieved a special-grade healing potion from his pocket and drank it. In just 10 seconds, he was restored to his original state. He stood up, looking at Anon in confusion.
'Why would he do that? Why would he let me live ? What is he planning to do with me ? Is he playing with me ?' Many questions started popping up in Jeffery's mind as he looked at Anon with a suspicious expression.
