Chapter 0347

Round after round passes, and I'm devastated when I start to see Luca flagging. It's not obvious - not to anyone but those of us who know him intimately. But his blows - they're a little bit slower. His footwork just the tiniest bit sloppier.

He also stops showboating a bit between rounds, instead heading straight to his corner to have a tense discussion with his uncle. The crowd still roars for him, and he's still winning round after round on skill alone... Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

But.

I can see Rafe's point that what the Atalaxian is trying to do here is not demonstrate his skill, or play fair, or put on any display of ability. No, he's just here to bide his time, to wait for his opportunity, to wear down his opponent, and then strike when the iron is hot.

I glance, just once, at my father and my uncle, who stand tensely together, watching the bout. And I wonder if this has been the method of their opponent for twenty years - if this has been the Atalaxian way.

eyes fixed on the bout, lets me know that something, al least, is

quite desperate, suddenly, to know

big move - that he's somehow got the Atalaxian back on the ropes - as

everyone else as the

control and in a complete rage. His blows are uncoordinated and wild, easy for Luca to dodge, but the surprise on Luca's face lets me know that this is unexpected - and unprecedented. And that even

two fighters find their footing, coming back together, but I shake my head suddenly - because the

eyes as he stares at Luca

breath comes in fast pants now as I look between them, as I

realize that the

in

as the boxer moves forward, his fists lashing out, moving insanely fast, roaring as he goes. Luca falls back as he's done

the Atalaxian comers him there and starts to pound on him. Luca grits his teeth and puts his hands up, protecting his head. But

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