The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Cruelty was written all across Warren's face. As soon as I stepped onto the stage, I could already feel him staring daggers at me. Before I could even have a second to get ready, he swung at me. Warren was absolutely fast and strong. His moves, though orthodox, were very graceful. With a turn of his wrist, he was able to grab my arm and tried to break my joints. Seeing this, I kicked him sideways.

As I expected, Harry was way below his level. If Harry was a hill, Warren was a great mountain.

After I kicked him, his face darkened and his look turned colder. I could feel that he seemed to decide on something deep inside.

The next few minutes were very difficult for me. Even though Warren's fighting style was not at all unique, his combinations were still so unpredictable and I could never get close to him. I couldn't even use all of my strength. In this situation, I knew that I was at a big disadvantage, with no opportunity to resist.

Even with the moves Rufus taught me, Warren could easily predict what I was going to do next and countered it. By this time, I was growing anxious.

I couldn't afford to be so passive anymore.

able to dodge

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seemed to have figured out that my lower body was

out loud, but I

down at me. "Don't overestimate

left calf this time. Sweat trickled down my forehead as I turned to him with the

out that Warren was not demonstrating his fighting skills. He was trying

as early as now, dear. I think Warren has snapped. He's being too cruel now," Yana

huffed. "I know. I'm clearly

point, I felt like my leg had been pounded by a metal hammer. It was painful, but

I could vaguely hear Harry and Flora calling my name. They

Warren refused to give me time to recover before attacking again. But this time I was

been through enough. Another