Rylan turned to look at the next person beside him and smirked.

“What is it?” Elara, the next person, asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Am I the only one wondering what game it is?” he asked no one in particular.

Zyra smirked at Marcus. “We have a lot of games to be played, calm down... everyone will get their turn.” She said with a smile, and they all cheered happily.

Marcus snapped his fingers, signaling one of his men to bring something over. In a few minutes, about two of his men ...