Adams’ POV

I stood up in haste as they took their stances, swords drawn out.

The first man looked like he had never gotten beyond a few hours of sleep in his entire life. His eyes were sunken deep into his head and he almost looked like he was blind.

He was a little bit shorter than I was, dressed in an oversized coat which made me wonder how he intended to fight me.

The other man, however, was tall and lean, about the same height as I was. He had a fierce look on his face and seemed like someone who could fight.

He held his sword so dangerously,...