Kuyt scoffs. “Piece of cake, my mama is the strongest warrior in Obsidian, I’ll show this tall oaf I’m her son.”
Loud gasps fill the crowd as everyone stares wide eyed at Kuyt. The boy he is about to face is not just twice his size, he is Festus Gray, Collin’s son, the strongest warrior in his age group, he is so strong, he now trains with an age group higher than his own.
Festus smirks and says. “You have a big mouth on you little Alpha, don’t worry, I’ll go easy on you so your mama won’t come for me.”
The rest of the men burst out in chuckle and laughter, anticipating Festus to make easy meat out of the arrogant little Alpha.
“Take your positions,” Collin orders and the boys take to the middle as the rest of the men form a circle around them. “Fight.”
Kuyt put his hands up, skillful
