Dominic
The arena still smelled of blood and burning herbs, the dirt scorched where the monster fell. The nearby bushes trembled with the echo of growls and past violence. I stood in the upper balcony, far above the ceremonial ring, staring down at the place where Xavier should have died.
He didn’t. He survived. And not just survived he led his team, killed the creature I helped create, and earned the crowd’s loyalty again.
That… thing wasn’t supposed to lose.
I could still hear the cheers from the Blood Chase echoing in the distance. Xavier’s name, shouted from lips that should have feared him not worshipped him. He is seriously gaining ground in Lycandoria.
He was supposed to die tonight.
He was meant to be broken shattered beneath the jaws of the creature I created. Even though h
