Rudy POV
“You fight like a king,” he rasped again, blood dripping from his jaw. “But you still expect honor.”
I knew he was saying all of that so I could get angry, but I didn't let anger spoil what I had prepared for.
He slammed his paw into the dirt, not toward me… toward the ground between us.
A sharp, metallic scent exploded into the air.
Smoke burst upward from hidden canisters buried beneath the soil, thick gray clouds swallowing the clearing instantly. My warriors coughed behind me, formations breaking as the smoke burned their eyes and lungs.
“Poison!”
What a coward.
I lunged through the haze, but that was the second trap.
Chains snapped upward from beneath the dirt, wrapped with silver spikes. They shot toward my legs, biting into my fur before I twisted away. One clipped
