Asher's POV
I could feel the weight of their eyes on me, the weight of their judgment, their concern. Axel and Aiden stood to my left, their faces creased with frustration. They didn’t understand the turmoil that was going on inside me, no one did.
“You’re making a huge mistake, Asher,” Axel said, his voice low but firm. His hand gripped my shoulder tightly, his usual calm demeanor replaced with urgency.
“We all know Jason’s not the same as before. He’s dangerous now,” Aiden added, his voice laced with worry. “You’re walking into this knowing he’ll be using black magic.”
I could feel the tension in the air between us, thick and suffocating. They were afraid. Afraid for me. Afraid of what I was about to do. I was afraid too but fear was not the absence of courage, it was the presence of one's emotions. But, if I outrightly gave in, I would have lost the duel before I even got a chance to fight it.
“I know,” I said, my tone calm despite the whirlwind of emotions inside me. “But
