My mates in Beastworld

Chapter 184: Chapter 184 Beauty Contest (5)

Kyra, on the other hand, tried to maintain some grace. She took measured bites, chewing carefully and steadily. Her strategy was to avoid overwhelming herself too quickly and to ensure she didn’t waste any food.

The crowd watched eagerly, cheering for their favorite contestants.

Some of the males called out to encourage the females, while others simply observed with fascination.

Around the stage, the other females employed different tactics. Some, like Sandra, were frantic and messy in their approach. Others tried to pace themselves, struggling to balance speed and endurance.

The announcer moved among them, commenting on their efforts and keeping the energy high. "Look at that enthusiasm! Sandra is giving it her all!" he exclaimed.

Kyra remained focused, aware of the competition but determined to stick to her strategy.

As the round continued, she glanced around, noting the varying states of progress among the other females.

Some of the females began to slow down, putting down their food as they struggled to keep up.

Sandra, who was eating with forceful determination, glanced over at Kyra, expecting to see her faltering. She was stunned to find Kyra still eating steadily, showing no signs of distress.

Sandra’s confusion turned to frustration. She had secretly instructed her males to mix poison into Kyra’s food, intending to sabotage her performance. But Kyra remained unaffected.

Sandra couldn’t understand why the poison wasn’t working. What she didn’t know was that Kyra had Vincent’s poison in her body as his mate. This unique bond had rendered her immune to most toxins and poisons, allowing her to fight off any harmful substances.

Kyra glanced up and caught Sandra’s bewildered expression.

She gave a small, knowing smile before returning to her meal, confident in her ability to withstand any underhanded tactics.

Of course, Kyra understood there was something wrong with her food. When she took the second bite, the taste felt off, but strangely, it had no effect on her body. Sandra’s continuous gaze confirmed her suspicions. As the mate of a powerful snake beastman, Kyra’s body could fight off other toxins.

Sandra’s anger boiled as she realized her plan had failed. She clenched her teeth, determined to find another way to eliminate her competition.

Kyra had already finished her food and was sitting quietly, her stomach feeling full.

"Time’s up," the anchor announced, smiling as he surveyed the mix of empty and half-filled plates before him.

"Good, good," he said, glancing back at the judges, who were nodding and discussing something among themselves.

"All females have done their best!" he said cheerfully. "Now, we’re moving forward to round 3 of our beauty contest~~ Which is not going to be easy~~" he added in a sing-song voice.

The anticipation in the air was palpable as the females braced themselves for the next challenge.

"Round 3 will test your agility and grace," the anchor continued, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Each of you will perform a series of physical challenges, showcasing your strength, flexibility, and elegance. Are you ready?" he shouted to the crowd.

The audience roared in response, and the females on stage steeled themselves for the upcoming trials.

Kyra glanced over at Damon, who gave her a reassuring nod. She took a deep breath, ready to face whatever came next.

The anticipation in the air was palpable as the females braced themselves for the next challenge.

"Round 3 will be a game!" the anchor announced, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. The crowd erupted in cheers and applause.

"We’ll be testing your agility and grace through a series of fun and challenging games. Each of you will have to complete a series of physical tasks, showcasing your strength, flexibility, and elegance. Are you ready?" he shouted to the crowd.

The audience roared in response, and the females on stage steeled themselves for the upcoming trials. Kyra glanced over at Damon, who gave her a reassuring nod. She took a deep breath, ready to face whatever came next.

The anchor continued, "The first game is a classic: the obstacle course. You’ll have to navigate through various hurdles, balancing beams, and jump over barriers."

The stage crew quickly set up the obstacle course, which consisted of a series of hurdles, a balancing beam, and a set of barriers to jump over. The females looked at each other, sizing up their competition.

"Ready, set, go!" the anchor shouted, and the females sprang into action.

Kyra moved with surprising agility, holding her long dress as it swirled around her while she navigated the hurdles.

Sandra, determined not to be outdone, pushed herself to keep up, her competitive spirit driving her forward. Billi, trying to maintain her composure, stumbled slightly on the balancing beam but quickly recovered.

Behind her, Billi struggled to keep her balance, her foot catching on the hurdle. She stumbled but managed to regain her footing, her face flushing with embarrassment.

A female with long black hair and a bright red dress named Lara approached the balancing beam next. She hesitated, her eyes darting nervously to the crowd. As she stepped onto the beam, her weight shifted, and she wobbled uncontrollably. With a squeal, she fell off the beam, landing on the ground with a thud. She scrambled to her feet, her cheeks burning with embarrassment as she hurried to continue the course.

Mara, approached the balancing beam. She took a deep breath, determined to make it across. But as she moved, the beam creaked under her weight. Halfway across, it gave way slightly, and she lost her balance, tumbling off to the side. She landed awkwardly, her dress catching on the beam as she struggled to stand up.

Kyra, focused and determined, took the lead, her movements fluid and graceful. Sandra was right behind her, her frustration growing as she struggled to keep up.

Kyra reached the final barrier and leaped over it with ease, landing gracefully on the other side.

She turned to see the other females still navigating the obstacles.

The anchor clapped his hands, "Well done, Kyra! You have completed the obstacle course with grace and agility. Let’s see how the others fare!"