There was a stunned silence in the arena and everyone's eyes were now trained on the young man who had finally managed to defeat his opponent, a werewolf after days of sparring with him consistently and getting himself wounded. They could not comprehend how he had done it and they looked at him in shock and admiration.
It was not that new trainees could not defeat werewolves. No. The ones who had managed to defeat them had taken months to achieve the feat, and Henry was just a human who was yet to learn martial arts and train himself thoroughly.
His unexpected achievement shocked everyone in the arena and they were rendered speechless for a long time until they saw their Commander walking over.
Henry's smile vanished and he stood straight with his eyes lowered as he watched the woman he respected and regarded sauntering towards him. He clenched his fists tight, his heart thumping in anticipation.
