Chapter Fourteen

Clarissa

Dacre spoke but the council head only stared at him for a complete minute unsure if he had heard things right.

Not just him but even all of us were surprised to hear him speak of a very grizzly technique used to deliver justice.

It was almost a do or die situation in which people would get thrown and mostly it involved killing the other opponent.

The fight would be bloody and until the other party yielded it would always result in loss of limbs or death. Mostly the pride of the fighting opponents would make them risk their lives because they would prefer death to take a step back and accept humiliation for the rest of their lives.

The council head studied Dacre for a while and looked at him with squinted eyes.

“Are you sure young man that this is what you want?” He asked and Dacre responded with a nod.

“Yes sir”

Mrs. Bryant who had been standing on the sides and observing everything tried to interject, “But Sir, he is Alpha Thadeus’s son. If anything happens….”

She trailed of