As the tension between Calen and Derick lingered in the air, Danielle couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Lumiere's presence alone was enough to command attention but coupled with the looming figure of Derick, it became apparent that their encounter held more profound implications.
"Heard you are powerful?" Derick asked, still his voice was stoic and condensed.
"I am," Calen replied. "Heard you're a werewolf?"
"That is true."
Their eyes never leave them. Both of them were in an understanding that this would be the inevitable future of the tournament. Where one of them would stand on the high podium while the other growl on the ground. Where one of them will be hailed as the most powerful young prodigy while the other lay down and should be content with being the second strongest.
Both of them never even thought about being second let alone being bested by any of the opponents.
