His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen

The Abandoned Lycan Queen Novel 51

Chapter 51

Chapter 51

Elena's POV

I narrowed my eyes as I followed Glenda's movements. She acted like she was about to strike me with her claws, but in mid-air, she shifted her body and made a semi-roll as her other hand pulled out a silver dagger from her

belt.

My hand tightened on the stick as I saw how the dagger glinted through the natural surrounding lights, catching a glimpse of a silverish-black glint.

It's poisonous!

How viscous! Not only was she carrying a silver weapon that's vital to werewolves - which was understandable on the battlefield- but carrying one laced with poison was too much.

However, that probably wasn't visible to the eyes of others. Since I was trained with Custodes, we also had a training session where we tried to be as familiar as possible with different deadly weapons and poisons.

Nonetheless, her having a weapon while me having only a stick took a stir among the audience.

"Luna Elena is only holding a stick. What was Prince Deacon thinking? General Glenda will kill her!" "How can she even accept a stick? A stick versus a blade? That's suicide! She's so full of herself.""

I heard the other warriors muttering outside the combat area, and I could only shake my head.

smirk formed on my lips as I saw Glenda approaching me in slow motion, and I managed to grasp her

movement.

little to the side as I

filled the area while I calmly stood with my hand on my back like nothing

her balance. Looking up at me,

a real warrior and actually

a leader would use to teach her underlings. "A real warrior doesn't waste energy on petty insults,

dagger as she positioned herself once again

because you're jealous of me and Bryson. Don't act almighty now when you don't have what it takes to

nonchalantly shrugging, "I wasn't the one making a monologue

dashed forward to me and attacked me with her

breathing as she started to run

she made, I would simply shift my body to the side and easily avoid her

I'd give her that. But she wasn't fast enough

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shouted in the middle of her attacks, totally frustrated

wish," I simply replied

time, I didn't avoid her attack. I stood still and waited for her to lunge the dagger toward my

mid-act, and a smile formed on her lips. She probably thought she'd get to harm me this time. To her frustration, as the tip of her dagger was two inches away from me, I swung my stick with so much force that she yelped in pain, and her hand lost grasp