As Tatehan watched her near him, his mind raced and his heart beat faster. It had been doing so before, pounding with loud thuds due to the intensity of the battle he had just survived.
And now, with the commander flying down in his direction, he felt his heartbeat spiking again.
Finally, she was face to face with him.
Tatehan tensed slightly, uncertain of her intentions, but the commander's expression remained neutral.
She didn't look like someone who had descended to do anything harmful to him.
She wasn't here to speak bitterly about him killing their number one fighter, or to suddenly execute him for it. Instead...
"That punch," she said quietly, for his ears only. "I've never seen anything like it. What kind of ability allows for that much force?"
The members of the clan had dispersed and were now returning to where they had been before the announcement of the duel that had gathered them here.
