"First loser... Raven, you need to dance," Dora said with a slightly amused tone, watching Raven's lips twitch violently in response.
"I cannot," Raven huffed, crossing her arms as if the mere thought of dancing was beneath her.
She had no intention of entertaining them with a performance.
Dora raised an eyebrow, her amusement growing. "I thought we all agreed to the conditions before playing, didn't we?" she asked, her gaze fixed on Raven.
Raven bit her lips, her expression stubborn, before letting out a small huff. "Hmph," she scoffed, pushing herself up from the table. With a soft sigh, she smoothed her clothes, mentally preparing herself for whatever nonsense they expected.
Everyone around her grinned, excitement buzzing in the air as they eagerly anticipated the dance—especially Aether, whose curiosity was piqued. He had never seen Raven dance before, and the thought of it fascinated him.
