The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

"Harry! Are you insane? I told you to deal with Sylvia, not me!" Cherry shouted angrily. She couldn't believe that Harry just kicked her off the stage.

The whole thing happened so suddenly and fast that everyone was shocked.

"I'm not your lackey. I don't have to do as you say." Harry looked down upon Cherry from the stage. Suddenly, I felt the urge to fix my eyes on him. Despite his unruly head of hair that made him look like a talking pineapple, I couldn't help feeling a surge of respect and admiration for him. In my eyes, he glowed with bright, holy light like a true warrior.

Cherry's eyes widened in surprise and then narrowed in fury. When she was about to say something else, a judge asked her to leave. "An eliminated student cannot stay in the venue. Leave or your comprehensive score will be zero." Overwhelmed with rage and humiliation, Cherry burst into tears on the spot. She started wailing as if she was a victim of unfair treatment. The judge who asked her to leave had to get the guards to forcefully drag her out.

But I was not in the mood to worry about her. I still had a competition to win. Harry didn't fight with me. Instead, he turned around and targeted Cherry's pursuer, Allen.

I was surprised, I didn't read much into Harry's decision. I just focused and fought with Davin a. Davin a lost her backbone after Cherry was thrown out of the room. The way she threw punches became ridiculously erratic, as if she had

had also defeated Allen. He looked right at me. Although he still looked arrogant to me, he no

fine job in the first two rounds of the competition. Didn't you want to fight me

conceited, he wasn't an evil werewolf. He was strong, and he was a formidable opponent. I supposed that

secured second place in the group. Even if you admit defeat, you will still enter Class C. You may not be able to defeat Harry, and the judges may deduct points from you if

made sense, but I didn't want to admit defeat. I wanted

I finished my words, I threw

horror as he smoothly sidestepped out of my way and let my fist touch nothing but air. He was unbelievably fast and sure-footed. I immediately thought that if I moved like

didn't have his hand on me, yet I felt like he was pinning me down by the neck. I couldn't find an opening to land a

minutes of nonstop strikes, Harry backed off and let me catch my breath. He clicked his

and weak. Defeating you will bring