We stood at the center of the perimeter, drawing out our daggers. Eldrion had one knife in his right hand and I was equipped with two. I was grateful for the gift of ambidexterity because it allowed me to use both of my hands smoothly.
Eldrion looked like he didn't want to do this and so did I!
The perimeter was quiet which was odd for a moment like this. I expected cheers and people picking sides but there was a wave of tension that blanketed over the perimeter, keeping everyone on edge.
This was madness.
Being asked to spar with Eldrion with how strained things were between us was equivalent to Eldrion writing a death note. In the past, we had trained and sparred together. I had the highest percentage of wins and there was no chance in hell that he was going to win this either. Not e
