Author POV
The Night of the Beasts tournament participants soared higher than last year, making the waiting area feel crowded.
Each of them was getting ready.
Some were training their inner energy, some were sharpening their weapons to be sharper, and there was someone like Alaric who was not doing anything and just sat near a tree waiting for his turn.
Well, the truth was, he did not need to prepare anything. He could even kill them in one quick move.
"Be careful if you dare to kill my people, you damn black crow!"
Alaric then remembered Isabella's warning and shook his head slightly.
He would not kill them, just hurt them a little so they could not fight anymore. Wouldn't that keep Isabella from getting angry?
He then held the front area of his chest and felt his heartbeat mu
