* Arriane *
The moment Alpha Daemon stepped into the ring, the entire training ground changed. It’s obvious that everyone did not expected it.
The warriors who had been whispering moments ago went silent. Even the cold mountain wind felt heavier now. My grip tightened around the sword he had tossed at me earlier. It was heavier than my own blade, balanced for brute strength instead of speed.
Perfect for him but I highly doubt if I could handle it the right way.
His dark eyes stayed fixed on me while he rolled his shoulders once. Calmness is displayed on the he way move. Confident. Dangerous like a predator.
Infuriating in a sense that he is stronger than me and we have to fight so I can prove myself. He looked as though this was entertainment for him.
I lifted my chin stubbornly desp
