“So we throw sand in the eyes of our opponent because they would do the same?” Ren recalled the countless hours he spent under the unforgiving Rolusdreus sun, sparring with males larger and stronger than himself. He had used every advantage at his disposal, including tossing sand at his opponents. They cried foul, but the Suhlik would not fight with honor.
“We are of the same mind. I do believe that we should prepare ourselves, but I will not compromise on principles,” Oran said. “You should consider Wrex, though I do not think the male capable of subterfuge.”
Ren knew. His research uncovered Oran’s unpopular standing in the Council. The male was upright and righteous to the point of being insufferable, at least in the session recordings.
“Are you mated?” Oran asked.
“My mate returned
