While I was wandering through these thoughts, the screams in the stands made me focus on the duel again. Brave had swept the Great Wolf off, and the Great Wolf crawled across almost the entire field. He only stopped when his back hit the guards of the field.
The grass of the field was uprooted and the earth was showing. Brave would not allow the Great Wolf to recover. The Great Wolf knew this all too well, so he got up with difficulty, but even I could hear the growling.
There was a distance of meters between him and the brave. The whole tribune arose as Brave began to rush at the Great Wolf with all his might. But there was something else that caught my attention. The Great Wolf was angry and he could see Cesur coming towards him, but he didn't even budge.
