I Expected A Battle Of Wits Novels & Stories

--- The battle exploded again. --- And this time— There was no holding back

he whispered. I exhaled quietly, letting the tension ease just enough to maintain focus. Execution. Strategy. Control. --- By late afternoon, the courtroom had become a battlefield of subtle moves, strategic maneuvers, and calculated responses. Every glance, every word, every inflection carried weight far beyond the surface. The rivalry with Evan had escalated, yet my ability to navigate each challenge with precision, composure, and strategy had strengthened immeasurably. During a particularly tense exchange, Evan leaned forward, voice low but deliberate. “Ms. Delgado, your precision is admirable, but strategy without anticipation can falter. Are you certain you’ve considered every angle?”

But my mind; God, my mind was a weapon tonight. Maybe it was becauise I could feel the force of Lucien's stare on my back, in my pores, challenging me to give them hell, to lay them all at my feet, to shut the rumors once and for all. To make them see that I was a nerd, and fucking proud of i. I saw every move she made ten steps ahead. Her arrogance and over-confidence made her sloppy as she left gaps like open wounds before me. I slid my knight, sacrificed my rook, then, barely a few minutes into the game, it was in.

The room felt charged with invisible tension, and I realized that the real challenge was not the client presentation—it was maintaining composure under her scrutiny. Even as the meeting ended successfully, I could feel the invisible currents pressing against me. Isabella remained nearby, calm but with a faint trace of satisfaction. The test had been passed, but the stakes had only grown higher. The invisible battle between us had intensified, becoming a constant undercurrent that demanded vigilance.

" For a fake guard, I didn't expect you to actually have the capacity to challenge my judgment. " " Does this mean I win?" " No! It just means I made the mistake of underestimating you. A mistake I won't repeat soon!" " And that's the first of many mistakes you'll be making. I can be sure of that. " " You're on! You may have won the battle but not the war!" " I won the battle!! Yess! I'm smarter than you!" I yelled with both my hands raised up and ran off to the back of the wagon.

Having Ares beside me is one of my sources to keep going because I know someone is waiting for me. There were a lot of thoughts in my head at this moment when I stood in front of Isabella. She was waiting for me wearing a smirk on her lips. Her gaze is telling me that she's aware she can win this battle without thinking that I might be his greatest problem. I will make sure that only one of us will be standing until the game ends. Only one of us is deserving to be called as winner and even though I wasn't trained, I know I can win this. “Are you ready for the battle, Zenaida?”

Do I have your attention? “YOU DO!” #Do I have your focus? # “YOU DO!” #Have you been entertained? # “WE HAVE!” #Then get ready to be entertained some more# #So far, we have had amazing matches. The first two were absolute shockers because of how they ended, but we got to see two dominant new geniuses of whom I have no doubt no one here would ever forget. As for the third battle, we were also stunned by how it ended. While its ending was predicted, how stunned were we to see a 3 Star send a 4 Star into the Emergency Room? #

Iris. I couldn’t explain it, but I knew she was here. On the battlefield. And she was playing a different game. The rogues moved with a renewed fury, pushing forward, and I could see it. The battle lines were shifting. They were closing in. It was as if the world had slowed down, and I could see every move before it happened. It was my gift—or was it a curse? Every move I anticipated made me feel more and more like a puppet, my strings pulled by some unseen force.

Within a blink of an eye, the vampire leader had the beta by the throat choking him. The other two vampires were already on the gamma pouncing on him. There was no one to help the others and they could not even send a mind link to the warriors outside. Within minutes half the furniture in the packhouse was broken in half. The battle inside was brutal, the beta and gamma could hold their own as they were of the higher ranks and were more skilled in battle.

There had to be another hidden move prepared somewhere. One thing years of battle had taught me was this: Always know your enemy. And always overestimate both their intelligence and their cruelty. “Do you really think defeating my warriors and the Thunder Dominion trash means you’ve won?” he asked, a conniving smile slowly spreading across his face. “Oh?” My lips curled upward slightly. “Then perhaps this fun isn’t over yet.” I leaned back lazily in my seat. “I was honestly beginning to get bored.” A dangerous grin spread across my face like a child discovering a new toy.