Luca sat at the table in the log cabin with Derek seated opposite him. They had disguised their initial surprise quickly, but the following discussion was lively. “You want to compete for fifteen slots? You’re insane.” Derek shook his head in disbelief as Luca stated his intention after hearing the details from Derek. It was a fight to blood or submission participants without natural claws would be given a weapon set to fight with and that was the only weapon allowed. Luca quite liked those odds honestly; he wasn’t sure what Derek was so worried about. “I feel like that’s the minimum we should aim for. Seeing teams come in lots of five for the most part.” Luca shrugged it was actual more slots than Luca needed but he wanted to cover Derek’s team and at least let Declan’s friends assume

