One intention. Alaric felt that Fitz had one intention for doing what he did yesterday, it was all intentional and not mere coincidence. He wants to throw him out of his game, making sure that his head isn’t in the game today, which might cost him the win or force him to make a crazy decision, one that he might regret in the long run.That thought only made Alaric’s lips stretch into a very wide smile, making his opponent wonder whether he was okay psychologically or he was already running mad. “You are going to have to do better than that, cousin. I am coming for Lucien first, and then I will come for you next, Fitz. Imagine the story that would circulate when I win. ‘The banished bastard is taking down the future kings of the Vincent family,'” he muttered. The referee had given the signal for the match to begin. He zoomed out of his thoughts and the future he had created in his head, because the first step into getting there is to deal with the obstacle in front of him.His oppo

The audience hadn’t gotten over the excitement of the first quarterfinal match that had ended victoriously for Fitz Vincent, but it was one that had stressed him out a lot and had dealt injuries to his ankle. Now they were all glued to their seats with their eyes locked on the absolute cinema that was displaying right before their eyes again. Kira White was really going at it against Cyrus, or rather, their beast was locked in a fight. Kairos charged towards the huge bird that had made itself visible with the intention of slamming into it, but he hadn’t gotten the chance to do so because the bird flapped its wings and soared into the air, dodging the attack and immediately responding with an attack of its own, its claws slashing the face of Kairos, or trying to at least, but it didn’t get the chance to do seither;o, the beast was swift on his feet as he dashed to the side, completely evading the attack. It flapped its huge wings and rose into the air, its jaw opened wide as it brea

The crowd let out a loud gasp, their eyes widening in shock as they raised their gaze to the sky. That reaction was not to the angel, it was to the frail figure appearing above it in all its anger. Elena was covered in bruises and blood, her expression was even more furious than before. Her eyes were looking so deadly as she brought down her hammer, slamming it hard on the helmet the angel was putting on. A loud yell of pain from the angel filled the arena, sending them into a shock. They had never heard an angel yell in pain before, and now that they were hearing it, it terrified them. The helmet hadn't survived the attack, it cracked and affected the skull of the angel, plummeting her into the ground once again. Elena didn't stop there, she teleported right where the angel was about to land, and then she jumped into the air, about to slam her hammer into the torso of the angel, but she was quick to wrap herself in them.That move was exactly what Elena wanted her to do, her real

Minutes slowly rolled by, and neither of the beasts was getting the upper hand at all. They were locked in a stalemate, both bleeding. The masters also had their eyes locked on the battle, throwing commands at intervals and trying to find a pattern that their beast could exploit and counter, but none of them was coming up successful. Silas took his gaze off the battle, trying to think outside the box. He looked at Garret. Their fight had taken more from him than he would choose to admit, his chest was heaving with each breath, and this battle was also demanding his entire focus. Silas’s expression tightened as a thought occurred to him, it was one of great risk. He narrowed his gaze on the hunter as he threw his axe to cut off Riven’s head, but Riven jumped backwards just in time, his lips stretched into a crazed, outstretched smile. What he was about to execute was something that he had noticed while he was out in the secret realm, still fighting for his dear life alone with his

The arena was fuller than any other previous matches. All the students of each academy had come to witness it. Word about a beast below common-grade taking down a legendary beast had spread. It not only took down the legendary grade, it broke it, and defeated an angel. The rumors made sure to add a few more things by saying the angel stood a chance and such an act had never happened before. The banished bastard of the Vincent family that had taken down the prince of the family. They weren’t just here for the common grade beast, they wanted to see the bastard also, the one who was rumored to be strong and deadly in hand-to-hand combat. They wanted to see if it was a fluke, if Fitz could restore order and return the dirt back to the dirt like it should be. Fitz’s beast manifested beside him. The angel with its mirror eyes had his wings folded like a cloak, and he was holding his chain with the spiked ball. Alaric had Elena standing in front of him. She had healed completely from t