All the princes and princesses of Vadise felt their blood boil and stared at Darian, clenching their fists. They felt satisfaction—a real kind of satisfaction. The people from Runedell looked nasty, like they'd just eaten a pile of shit.
Losing wasn't considered shameful to Vadise people; the Matriarch always said she herself hadn't been invincible in the past. She'd lost many fights and had to run away cowardly more than once to survive. What mattered was never losing the right mindset and the will to get stronger. Losing was actually a chance to learn where your flaws were.
But... Niall and his planet's malicious actions were obvious. He'd beaten all the princes and princesses on purpose, humiliating and mocking them, while his whole people egged it on and amplified the shame.
Now, though, Darian did what they couldn't— and did it in the best possible way.
