"Why are you like this?!" Rhys grabbed my shoulders and shook me the moment the four to our room shut. Xander looked equally pissy. "Why can't you back down from a challenge? Why can't you accept that there are some fights you just won't win?"
I shrugged him off. "I've yet to lose." Yeah, I was being a brat, but still. "It's my choice. If Lilith can tell me anything about my parents, then it's a fight worth having."
"Lilith isn't normal. She will pit you against her strongest fighter. And laugh when you're littering the arena floor in pieces."
"I'm so glad you have so much faith in my capabilities." These men knew nothing of how I was raised. My father taught me how to fight. Everyday. For years. I had always been better at hand-to-hand combat, but I could work a sword with the best
