The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

The fight on the stage was getting more and more intense. Harry had been relentless in his offense, forcing Sylvia to fall back again and again.

The more I watched, the more I felt like my heart was being used as a punching bag. Harry didn't restrain his strength at all. He knew Sylvia's weakness very well and mercilessly directed his blows at it. He punched Sylvia in the belly again, making her bend down.

I looked away as I couldn't bear to watch the fight anymore. I became more and more irritable, and I couldn't sit still.

"I thought this fight would be interesting, but she was just letting him beat her," Laura sneered.

"Sylvia is just a slave. She has never received any formal training. It makes sense that she can't defeat Harry, but her getting this far in the competition is undeniably laudable," Alina reasoned.

Sylvia would've been eliminated already," Alina continued, an innocent glimmer making her

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corner of her mouth drooped, and after comforting Laura, she left with the guards. She looked at me with grievance in her eyes before she turned on her

bother to follow her with my gaze. I turned around and