Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 1170 A Lion Tamer

Crystals POV:

The wire boy’s performance drew widespread applause. My fingers were tightly curled around the armrests of my seat and I was scared out of my wits. I instinctively turned to Rufus, who pressed his lips into a thin line and shot me a reassuring look.

I responded with a nod and turned my attention back to the stage.

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The armless boy walked on the wire and did a dangerously exciting somersault at one end before making his way back up the wire. When he returned behind the curtain, I realized that the back of my shirt was soaked in cold sweat.

After the boy walked off the stage, my anxiously racing pulse slowly calmed down. Although he had been the one performing, I felt as if I had walked the wire myself and my heart was still thudding with nerves.

The deafening applause around me made me feel uncomfortable, and I reflexively bent over.

to the stage, I could sense his fear while

slightly narrowed my eyes to

one leg appeared on the stage with a lion. It was a strange combination, and the lion tamer didn’t have any crutches. After hopping twice, he regained his balance and

tamer put his head into the lion’s wide-open mouth, from which saliva was dripping. The

and screams from nearby people seemed to ignite the air, and a few cruel whistles rang out from

my head, waiting for the lion tamer to pull his slender neck

a few screams

held my breath, thinking that the next second, I would witness blood squirting across the

the lion tamer’s limp hand, which hung on the side, reached

tamer turned around and bowed to the audience below. Even the lion lifted its enormous paw to

to myself to thoroughly

my superior werewolf vision, I could clearly observe the