"Are you sure?"
What was the difference between betting the money and spending it on himself?
Rus narrowed her eyes. "You think I can't win?"
"Of course not! I bet everything I own on you," Annan said loudly. "I just think, well... you shouldn't put all your eggs in one basket."
"You're right. Bet half on me and half on the Black Dragon." Clearly, the Incubus considered Black Pearl a formidable rival.
Formidable rival means someone evenly matched, Annan thought. The only thing you've got over the Black Dragon is your figure. What else can you compare? Even your horns, wings, and tail are shorter than hers...
But he didn't care. Either way, the money would end up in his hands.
"Don't spend it on anything else. Bet every last coin. That's all the money I have!"
The Incubus was lost in a fantasy of winning the Bloody Battle, making a fortune, and winning Lady Biross back.
With money, she could buy more of the wonderful things she hadn't been able to afford before... She'd heard Free City was planning to release a life-size Annan figurine!
Rus climbed out the window again. This time, she was really leaving—she wouldn't be back until the Bloody Battle was over.
Picking up the window board, Annan watched the morning star rise beyond the pit. After all that commotion, dawn was already breaking.
Instead of trying to get some rest, Annan contacted Philos and asked her to arrange a place for him to stay.
He needed to move out quickly. Once the tavern vanished with everyone's money, he didn't want to get caught in the furious demons' rampage.
The place Philos found for Annan was on the sixth level, not far from the Gladiator Arena where the Bloody Battle would be held.
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