Fight

The crowd turned silent, their eyes on me. Kylar slowly dropped his hands to his sides, blinking as if he tried to establish whether I was truly there, accepting his challenge. Others surely either wondered if I got here by accident or questioned my sanity. Caspian's hand landed on my shoulder, and he turned me toward him.

“Are you sure about this?” There was no mockery in his tone, just a genuine concern.

My lips formed a nervous smile. “This is why you brought me here, isn't it?”

He mirrored my smile and nodded. “Yes… kind of… But I thought you'd let him beat someone else first. You know, let some other dickhead make him sweat before you jump in. Or better, let him fight five other warriors before you step into the ring.”

My brows rose. “But wouldn't it feel like cheating then?”

He rolled his eyes. “And do you seriously believe this will be a fair fight?”

I shrugged. “He can't kill me here, right? The worst-case scenario is that I will have my ass handed to me. In the best-case scen