~Nicklaus’ POV~
“As I already stated, we will not be fighting today; instead, you have come to watch the show. No one, and I mean no one, is a match for me. You may not proceed to this side until we say so. That spell is bound until I complete the task at hand. However, I enjoy fair fights, and I want to fight fairly. Now, where were we? Eliza. You’re up next.”
Eliza was trembling after witnessing Norah’s death. She couldn’t comprehend how a man could transform his appearance into that of an aged man while remaining strong and authoritative. The woman knelt and begged for her life, but Nicklaus was not in the mood to be begged. He’d come for the chop heads, after all.
“Eliza, queen of the witches, you and your mate failed to inform your realm that someone stronger than you existed. Why
