43: The Choice

Everyone else was on guard after their unexpected confrontation. However, they were firmly fixed in spots. The surrounding atmosphere was awfully tense. Both sides held back from making any rash actions.

A little while later, Wolf's smile disappeared into the vacuum. Both of their arms had become numb and hot from the repeated collision of their daggers.

However, Falco bloodlust didn't fade even for a second. Instead, his eyes grow more and more thirsty. He kept ramming his daggers onto him to get the first strike. Wolf's rhythm kept getting more and more riled up with Falco's insatiable hunger for blood

Soon, They pushed each other away to gain some distance. Wolf glared at Falco's fuming expressions and shot a faint smile.

"Interesting…" Wolf looked at his pulsating arms, "at least someone knows how to fight!"

"I can't hear you from that far away!" Falco pointed his dagger at his throat, his eyes shooting a death glare, "Why don't you come closer, you arrogant turd!!"

"I don't think