Thornak knew that this duel was the only way Lara could prove herself, and every fool in the hall who thought she would falter did not know her as well as he did.
He had seen her fight without a wolf, relying only on courage and grit. That was impressive enough. Now her wolf had awakened. The hall did not yet understand, Selene was the one in danger.
A herald moved forward, drawing a line on the floor with chalk, this was the center, the boundary for the duel, that no one could cross.
Lara and Selene stepped inside, each holding a slender dagger. Both wore dark leather tunics, the standard duel attire of Vargorath.
This silly girl has no idea what I am capable of, Nymeria growled inside her.
Behave, Lara whispered back.
"By the laws of Vargorath," Thornak's voice rang out, "let the duel begin."
Without warning, Selene lunged. Her dagger flashed toward Lara's throat.
