They led Evie to a side chamber off the main council room. It was smaller, circular, with high walls and no windows. The floor was covered in sand.
"The first test is combat," Elder Sophia explained. "You will face a trained warrior in single combat. You do not need to win. You only need to survive for five minutes without surrendering."
Five minutes did not sound that long. Until a massive werewolf stepped into the arena. He was at least six and a half feet tall, built like a tank, with scars covering his arms and face. He looked like he ate humans for breakfast.
"This is Rowan," Elder Sophia said. "One of our best fighters. He will not kill you, but he will not hold back either. If you survive five minutes, you pass."
Evie's mouth went dry. She could barely walk without getting tired
