ZADOK

The lot was drawn and the fight began!

This time around, Azriel was calm and calculated, successfully hiding his next moves, and catching me unaware more often than not.

“I see you know what you are doing,” I complimented after getting into a draw with him.

One would think that with how weak he was, he'll be a bit easier to finish off, but Azriel always put that fact to shame.

Despite being badly wounded by yours truly, he was still brimming with strength as though we just started. A worthy opponent indeed.

“I told you, Alpha. There's a first time for everything.” He started, spitting out blood.

Again,...