Mattie looked down at her shaking hands. Holy s**t. Did I just knockout Cadel? Folding her hands in her lap, a new sense of self-confidence washed over her. Originally, Mattie only wanted to finish her exams and earn her certificate. Now, she thought to herself, maybe she could win, placing first in points.
As expected, Duke knocked out his opponent before he could make one point. Mattie rolled her eyes. Not surprising.
Director Fielding blew his whistle, ending the sparring round. Had Ferris not put his filthy, rich nose into the examination, Mattie would have been the one fighting Duke, getting knocked out. Anger burned in his eyes as he saw Mattie sitting so casually on the bench. Waiting.
Clearing his throat, Dax tried to get Fielding’s attention. “Sir, we have a problem.”
Shifting
