With most of the first challenge over, Luminyss couldn't help but revel in the delicious drama and entertainment she'd orchestrated. Of course, she had been careful — very careful — to exclude certain individuals who would absolutely ruin the fun.
Miss Mercury? Gwen Mercer? Nadia Al-Rashid?
Oh, hell no.
Luminyss already knew Scott would be forced to give them absurdly high scores, and that would just mess up all the delightful chaos. That wouldn't do at all.
With a casual snap of her slender fingers, reality twisted, and in an instant, the planet-sized stadium was no longer where it once was. The entire massive construct had been transported to a distant galaxy, now floating ominously above a strange new world.
Seated upon his throne, Scott blinked in confusion.
He slowly touched his throat, then his chest, then his entire body, his brows furrowing in deep perplexity.
His voice came out hesitant, disoriented.
"Uh… woah. How can I breathe here?"
