"This is so out of place…." The Third elders voice resounded as he looked at Alaric while a bead of sweat slowly rolled down his forehead.
The first elder had chosen not to involve himself in this so they had to send for him from the clans main house to coordinate the fight between Alaric and the second elder.
This was especially distressing for him because if the second elder lost, he would become the fourth elder and would have the right to challenge him for the third elder seat.
No matter the outcome, he was absolutely cooked.
"Call it shorty" Alaric looked down at the third elder and said with a sneer.
He wanted to get to fighting before the second elder could completely digest the food infront of him. He could use the slightest advantage.
"Uhhh, sure….." The third elder took in a large breath of air and breathed out before looking to the second elder.
"Begin!!"
He shouted
