A hush fell over the onlookers, their gazes flicking between Leon and Erwan. The tension was palpable.
Amelia's eyes widened in alarm. "Euwen, this is unnecessary. Leon hasn't done anything to Elara!"
Euwin's gaze shifted to Amelia, his expression darkening. "Stay out of this, Amelia. This is between men."
Leon chuckled softly. "Alright, Euwen. If you want a duel, you've got one."
The diners whispered amongst themselves, the excitement growing.
"I can't believe he's actually going to fight Euwen."
"This will be a massacre. Leon doesn't stand a chance."
"Euwen is going to teach him a lesson he won't forget."
Euwen smirked and said coldly, "We fight at the first light of dawn tomorrow."
Leon's eyes twitched, his voice cold and his eyes emotionless. "Okay."
Euwen, who was just about to say more, stopped. With quick steps, he walked away from the place, waving his hand dismissively at a stunned Leon and Amelia.
