Gabriela surged toward Otis amidst the crowd's gaze, drawing nearer with each step.
What surprised everyone was that Otis didn't make a move.
She finally reached Otis.
"How dare you insult Darsia, go to hell!" Gabriela soared high, gripping the silver spear and plunging straight down as if aiming to pierce through Otis' head from above.
The silver spear drew closer to the top of his head, inching nearer and nearer.
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