When I am high enough, I cling to a strong branch and tiptoe. My eyes widened. There is some sort of arena in the middle, and two people were engaged in a brawl. Both of them are shirtless and wearing jeans with the waistband folded.
I choked back my breath when I realized that I knew the other one. Blaise's friend. If I'm not mistaken, his name is Drake.
I looked around to look for Blaise and maybe for the Hunter Fourteen, but I couldn't see anything.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" the crowd started chanting. Drake's opponent is already down and is bleeding. Is he going to kill him?
I looked at Drake, who looked satisfied with his inevitable win. His teeth are bared, and he's standing proudly.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" they continued chanting, and this time it was louder.
Drake shook his head and held his hands up. The crowd groaned. Disappointed that the fight they will witness is only up to that point.
