***CONTENT WARNING: LANGUAGE AND VIOLENCE***
As the ring began to fill, Tidas could already see multiple people with their weapons drawn. Blood coursed through his veins as his anticipation built..
Skye watched him forcing the smile from his face, which would worry any normal person, but not her. She understood Tidas' love of fighting because she felt it, too.
It felt good to let loose her years of pent-up aggression towards both herself, and the world's injustices. Skye had seen it her entire life, and was growing ever more disgusted with the world, especially with the attempted forced marriage with Fowler.
Even then, Skye could sense Jacob's intent, and she nearly hated her father over the situation, but that was how it went for women in Alcon. She could've defended herself from him easily, but then her original fear would rear it's ugly self at her.
