Ophelia enjoyed the event with Mary at her side. To her surprise, Ophelia loved watching Dante take down his opponents one by one, and the crowd adored it, as there was finally a real show to watch.
The group of men taking part in the games greatly decreased to seven men who would take part in the hunt, which was the last game.
Dante had a small break to speak with Ophelia.
"You are in the lead," Ophelia said, excited. She resisted the urge to jump for joy. "I think they can't catch up to you, no matter what animal they hunt. You are deserving of a drink. Some water," Ophelia instructed Alice. "Now isn't the time for you to slack. Should you eat?"
Ophelia thought Dante should be fed, but then she thought of the chance the food might not sit well in his body. There wasn't time for Dante to relieve himself.
"Are you concerned about me or the win?" Dante inquired.
