CHAPTER 17
“The Bástroid? What the hell does that mean?” Nelson heard Jewel ask from beside him, but he was too lost in Ezra’s words. Two men enter, one man leaves. This is a battle to the death.
“It’s Celtic. It literally means Death Match,” Jael answered in a whisper, and Nelson could hear the fear in the man’s voice.
Nelson quickly looked around at all in attendance and saw that all eyes were on the center of the ring as everyone sat on the edge of their seats, transfixed by what was about to happen.
Everything was so still and quiet, it was as if everyone held their breath.
“Nicu, you have accepted the challenge Orion has chosen, so it is your right to choose the first foot,” Ezra said.
Nicu smirked as he faced Orion then lifted his right foot, outstretched it, and placed it on
