Chapter 64

Third Person’s POV

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Adelaide caught the wooden stick and flipped it back to Lance with a meaningful glance.

“Understood!” she said firmly, fully grasping Lance’s intention.-

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Werewolf duels were brutal. The hatred between Adelaide and Velda was like a ticking time bomb. One misstep, and Adelaide’s silver spear could easily end up in Velda’s throat.

Velda felt humiliated and sneered, “Using a wooden stick? Very well. Since you’re so confident, don’t blame me for not holding back.”

If she were more magnanimous, she’d have replaced her sword with a wooden stick too.

But defeat wasn’t an option–it would cost her too much.

This was where she and Adelaide differed, a class inequality from the start.

And so, fighting a wooden stick with a sword was justified.

The sunset painted the sky red, and the bonfires were lit. The fires burned bright but not harsh, casting enough light to clearly see the two women standing in the center.

Many anticipated a top–notch duel with dazzling back–and–forth moves.

Some hoped to see Velda thrash Adelaide, reducing her to her knees begging for mercy, and then claiming command of the Ironthorn Army.

Ulrik, too, felt his nerves tighten.

recalled Adelaide’s fighting skills from their battle in the Bloodmoon Pack and her duel

knew Velda mustn’t

rewards for her bravery on the southern border and a

calm!” Ulrik

red fur, her pupils

her wolf claws, grabbed a

rock mid–air with his claws and

his

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with it now. He

Abbot’s “Begin!“, all eyes turned

“Velda, defeat her! Show

“Go, Velda!”

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blood–red pheromones, revealing the Bloodmoon Pack’s thorned

her sword, she swung at

was purely pragmatic, all brute force, no

swung her sword at Adelaide with incredible speed. Adelaide couldn’t dodge it no matter

or right hand, or her chest or back would

was so fast that none of the watching wolf soldiers could

gripped the wooden stick

sword struck the

blinding speed and immense

There was a loud “clang,” and Velda felt

of pheromones left the lower–rank

fangs began receding–a rare

skipped a beat. She looked into Adelaide’s deep eyes and saw the stick in her

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