Solan and Caden, still catching their breath from their intense sparring session, suddenly became aware of the crowd of onlookers that had gathered. The ambient murmur of the crowd, the soft claps, and the gasps that followed each intricate move became more pronounced.
Caden raised an eyebrow, chuckling, "Looks like we had quite the audience, huh?"
Solan's gaze wandered through the crowd, looking for familiar faces. When his eyes landed on Selene, a pang of nerves hit him. Did she just see the whole thing? The essence wolves, the punches, the near hits?
