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And the blood on his hands, the blood that he… I clenched my hands. Now, I can no longer stare at the hills without remembering Alison. I can’t look at the rings without remembering the engagement ring I gave her. I can’t look at blood without seeing hers and without thinking of that mortifying thing Bradley did that night. I can’t look at dead bodies without thinking of her lying on a huge rock, with her eyes wide open. When the duel started, I attacked mercilessly. Duke fought back. This was what I liked about him, about this whole thing. Altair, the only mage in this side of the kingdom, used mana around the training room. Without it, it would have been destroyed a long time ago.

But I didn't immediately notice the arrival of morning, because my mind was still stuck on yesterday's duel—a battle I couldn't forget, even with a cup of sweet tea in my hand. Yesterday's battle still lingered in my mind. Lysander and Tavien’s bodies were both covered in blood, standing with labored breaths in the center of the duel arena. Sweat drenched their temples, open wounds adorned their arms and chests, and the ground where they stood was torn apart by the traces of their clashing powers. White magic blazed brightly from Lysander’s hands, its energy swirling into complex patterns that danced through the air. Tavien, with his sharp, gleaming claws, moved swiftly like a living shadow

I challenged the knight and he looked skeptical. "What? Don't tell me you're scared? Don't be. I am wolfless now, aren't I? I'm sure you're not scared of me." I taunted him and his eyes flashed an angry red as his fangs extended. We both looked at Seymour for his permission and the leech actually looked excited. "Let the battle begin." He grinned and wrapped an arm around his wife and they vanished in a second. The duel took place in the activity area where most practice happens with a small group of spectators, including Seymour and Alyssa. I removed my shirt and only left my pants on and the stupid knight did the same, flexing his body arrogantly.

“Silas will die on this field. And your pups will be mine.” I lifted the blade and pointed it at his heart. “Then I will burn every piece of your cursed existence until there is nothing left for you to claim.” He inhaled, and the mist screamed in response. “So be it.” The fog collapsed, slamming into the ground like a storm. The battlefield vanished. Only him and me... two curses given flesh. Draco lifted his hand. “Duel to the death.” I raised mine. “Gladly.” And the world shattered into war.

"Alright, then. Since you showed up yourself, I don't have to go looking for you. Let's have the duel here." "Ha. You're a little impatient, aren't you?" The Wind Sprite flicked his sleeves. "Well, let's go, then." "Don't mind if I do." Wilbur leaped off the ground holding his thunder cleaver and charged toward Wind Sprite. All of a sudden, Wind Sprite turned invisible. Wilbur's attack missed completely, and he looked around in search of his opponent. The next second, Wind Sprite's aura descended from the sky as a magical tower fell along with it.

The mental duel commenced. Axel unleashed a torrent of dark memories, seeking to crush Thane's spirit. Thane countered with logic, dissecting Axel's weaknesses. River, sensing Thane's focus waver, grasped his hand. Theresa and Zara stood firm, shielding him from Axel's psychic attacks. Alpha Kieran watched, impassive. The duel raged on. Who will emerge the winner?

With a swift motion, I rose from the table and landed gracefully on my feet, ready to face him head-on. Lilith regained her footing and ran towards me, her intentions clear. I heard a loud yell as Katrina yanked her invisible restraints away and stood up. She quickly took control of the situation, engaging in a fierce, magical duel with Lilith. Spells collided in the air, crackling with power and intensity.

he said calmly, “and we have.” Alaric laughed from the arena floor, low and pleased. Chains hung loose around his wrists now, ceremonial rather than binding. He looked at me like I was a prize already engraved with his name. Veyne went on. “The duel will proceed under Trial of Dominion rules. Victory will be determined by death.” The crowd inhaled as one. I shot to my feet. “This was never agreed-” “Sit down or we will make you.” Halvorsen snapped.

Let me tell you everything inside, my neck is still numb," he said in a serious tone. ***** "How can I tell her the truth? I'm afraid she might faint again." Ibrahil wanted to spill it out only that he doesn't know how she will react. The truth will turn her world upside down, but then again she deserves to know. She brought Andrea into his world, the world of Encantados. They are different from humans because they possess magical powers. They live in a realm invisible to them. They can pretend as humans to find a mate and lure them or enchant them so they can live with them. They can only love once. Whoever owns their heart will own them forever.

Angelina's POV The rules for the duel were simple. Well, it wasn't really simple, but it was our best shot at this. No matter what happened, I wouldn't be losing Winston anytime soon. When an Alpha challenged another Alpha to a duel, the power that ran through the forest, the same power that made them Alpha would listen, and the moment the other Alpha agreed to the duel, it would be sealed and locked in place. Anyone who defected or violated the rules of the duel would have the magic of the realm to contend with, and that was exactly what Winston was planning on.