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Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets race
The referee fled from the field instantly. I would have laughed but for my precarious situation."Do you think I would let you win over me, witch?" The dark mage gloated, finding strength in his knees, standing erect, cold eyes washing over me. I let him lift me above the ground, even squirmed my legs for show, pretending to be struggling in the confines of the dark threads.But as much as I had been late to stop the spinning threads, I had been fast enough to activate my body heat, the innate magic that surrounded my skin, that stopped nonsense from penetrating. Around us, more cheers, for the male.Unstable dorks. "You can't speak? Don't worry, I will make sure to pay you in kind. I will make sure your voice pulls down the field…"I looked down at him then, smiling like a Cheshire cat, when he frowned; when his eyes narrowed, when he became aware that I wasn't bleeding, that there were no cuts on my skin.Fool could finally see it.He tried to save face, to salvage the situation.
Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets retribution
My next fight was against a fellow with a tongue forked like a serpent's. The moment I saw him step into the combat field, tongue darting in and out, I nearly laughed. He was lanky, his head shaped like an oval ball, bald and shining under the sun as though freshly polished. A curtain of beards and a drooping moustache hung on his face, the kind I had only seen in illustrations of old British monarchs. It was so out of place here that I couldn't help the smirk tugging at my lips.The man didn't prance about like my first opponent. He simply stood, stopping his tongue motions–probably because he could see that it didn't scare me–staring at me. His stare was cold, probing, as if trying to crawl inside my head and twist something there. That was when I knew. Our gazes locked, and the certainty washed over me like a tide—I had found the one behind the handkerchief from earlier, the one laced with dark magic meant to knock me out. He was no ordinary fighter. He was a mage. A dark mage.I
Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets so, it begins
The sun beat down heavily when I stepped onto the combat field, my boots crunching against the packed earth. The first step in my revenge plan has arrived, and I was so happy to relish it.The combat field smelled of dust, iron, and anticipation, and I stood in the middle of it, hands tucked into the deep side pockets of the combat pants we had been issued that morning. The trousers were tough, gray-black fabric, cinched at the waist with a thick leather strap, and though clearly designed for utility, they fitted snugly enough to reveal the lines of my body. The shirt matched—a sleeveless, close-cut top that left my arms bare, my scars visible if anyone cared to look too closely. Boots, steel-tipped, heavy on the earth. Practical. Perfect for a fight.I cocked my head to the side lazily, watching my opponent prowl the far side of the circle, chest puffed out, stretching his arms like some great beast preparing to pounce. He was broad—too broad—and the sun caught the sheen of oil he
Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets three brides II
"Where is your mind, Sage?" A pause. "Isla, tap your friend… I don't think she is here with us."But I was, not fully, but I was. I had heard her gloat about her family's thriving business, had heard the pride hanging in every word that left her mouth, had heard the condescending tone too when she addressed Isla, or asked about her family, especially when Isla had revealed that she was the black sheep of her rich but ignorant family. Naomi had truly changed. Or was it a façade to keep up with Claire and Lilian? I didn't think so, not with that cold glint that had stayed in her eyes when she had suggested playfully that Isla and I be thrown into the dungeons.But when Isla tapped me, I pretended like I had been lost in thought. "Yeah, did something happen?" I murmured, crossing my legs, eyes fixed on the three brides who stared at me like they just couldn't understand me or my audacity. Their gazes were sharp, studying me as though I were some rare creature they hadn't encountered
Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets three brides
"The next time this happens, you will be spending more than a month in the cells…" Claire spoke authoritatively, and I watched, arms crossed over my chest, as the man nodded like a lamb before giving a bow and walking out of the circle, his head still bowed in shame, shoulders drooping.Surely, he wouldn't forget the grip of my magic around his balls, or the frightening knowledge that came with the almost disappearance of his shrunken useless penis. Useless, because he wouldn't be productive in using that again; his scrotum was already cursed. My lips twitched faintly. I wasn't as merciful as this Claire I was seeing, who was just as blonde as I remembered her—just as beautiful too.The crowd, however, which should have dispersed with the exit of the man, was yet as tight; they wanted to see what judgment I would collect. The fools. They would soon pay with their lives, their blood, their lands.Isla nudged me furtively as the three ladies approached us, curiosity and gentleness sh
Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets underestimated II
"So what next?" Isla asked me, as we both came out of the hall after the announcements.Around us, fighters familiar with each other greeted with loud laughter and handshakes, while ignoring the others, as if keeping a certain hate alive would help them win their fights. Their camaraderie was loud, but it was selective.Jokers. If Rachel was any right about her facts-finding about the contests, then friends are usually pitted against each other first. It was foolish to show any form of camaraderie, as it would interest the contest managers to test the waters with the comrades, to make the combat more interesting.Before I could answer Isla's question, however, I noticed two ladies approaching us—the only other two females beside us who had been present in the hall. They were bulky, to an extent–probably why I had been a laughing stock, like bulkiness was a ticket to victory.Their footsteps carried a certain intention, their gazes sharp, sizing me up like I was meat tossed into a de
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