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.

as I saw Glenda approaching me

movement.

little to the side as I raised my hand and

stood with my hand on my back like

bent to keep her balance. Looking up at me, her glaring eyes showed

like a real warrior and actually fight!" she

in a tone a leader would use to teach her underlings. "A real warrior doesn't waste

jaw, and her hands tightened on her dagger as she

here because you're jealous of

and nodded my head at myself, nonchalantly shrugging, "I wasn't the one making a

eye, she dashed forward to me and attacked me with her claws and dagger, one hand lunging

hear her heavy breathing as she started to run out of

made, I would simply shift my body to the

wasn't fast enough

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she shouted in the middle of her attacks, totally frustrated and

you wish," I simply replied before raising my

her attack. I stood still and waited for her to lunge the dagger toward my

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