In gambling halls, there are people who go all-in thinking they have an unbeatable hand.
When they witness that their opponent actually had a better hand, they freeze up, unable to say anything.
There are probably several reasons for this.
Regret, wondering why they did that.
The emptiness of losing all their money in an instant.
And so on.
The Outer God in front of me was exactly like that now.
Gone was her earlier attitude of acting all high and mighty while holding my cheeks. Now she had stepped back three paces, frozen with an expression of despair.
Of course, it didn't seem like she had experienced such a brain freeze that she lost control of her skeletal muscles.
The despair on her face was gradually turning into fear...
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