The three of them exchanged glances, each silently acknowledging Daniel's idea.
"Hm… we could do that," Jamson said, giving a slight nod.
"You guys go, I don't think it's a good plan," Kyle said, his eyes shifting toward Isabella.
Harley swept his gaze across the three of them before a faint grin appeared on his face. "If I'm getting to fight, I'm in."
With that, the four of them accepted the challenge.
"Now that's what I like to hear. Once those guys finish their battle, we'll go next," Isabella said.
The moment she turned away from them, the corners of her lips curled into a smile, and eyes slowly swept over her side.
Five against four.
She only needed to choose the right three. Her gaze swept across the group before settling on Luke (the chubby guy) and two muscular men standing nearby.
Perfect.
Meanwhile, Daniel and his team stood at the edge of the battlefield. All of them knew what they had to achieve. Not the win, but something Isabella would never see coming.
