The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

"Today is all about a test of different kinds of strength. Only the weak ones are too afraid and will aim to eliminate those they are scared of. The true strong ones do not care about how well their fellow competitors will do." Blair chuckled haughtily, looking the werewolf up and down. "You can't even walk straight anymore and your eyes and sunken. You probably have a kidney deficiency. I don't think you even finish the run just now, right?"

My eyes widened when I heard Blair speak. I did not expect him to go against the werewolf.

His words seemed to hit the werewolf right at his greatest weakness. With a pale face and clenched fists, he stomped his feet. "You!"

The werewolves near him pulled him back and stopped him. "Hey, give it up! That's not just any werewolf. He finished first just now, didn't you see?"

"What? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" The werewolf muttered curses under his breath, panic flashing before his eyes. He withdrew himself awkwardly. "Fine, I'll letyou off this time!"

He then scampered away.

shrugged and looked amused.

laughter, finally letting my guard down. "My

tried handing me a bottle of water again. "Listen, I think the next round is going to be difficult for you. It's a strength test, and judging by your physique, you don't seem to have much of it left." sᴇaʀᴄh

my lip.

the strength test going

The greater the force it receives, the brighter it will glow red," Blair explained. He then looked at me with concern. "Those who want to be admitted in this school usually train for this

your fighting and combat skills. I'm assuming that's got to be your biggest weakness of

made me

grew more determined. No matter the disadvantage, I was going to try my best to win. "Well, well! That's some spirit you've

patted me on