Selma caught on to his meaning and smirked disdainfully. "Brat, you seem quite certain that I'm the one who's going to die, aren't you?"
It turned out that Jared hadn't misspoken. Instead, he was confident he would win.
"I‘m not only certain that you'll die, but also that your death will be a grisly one!" Jared declared with a face full of confidence!
"You're insufferably arrogant!" As soon as Selma finished speaking, a thick white mist suddenly erupted from her body.
The air around them instantly dropped to a freezing point, as if the very space surrounding them had turned to ice, making it impossible to breathe.
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