Zion had not originally intended to settle his grudge with Kaelan in the middle of the Royal Hunting Game. There were still three days ahead of him, and he had other priorities to attend to. However, since Kaelan had insisted on following him into the depths of Mount Philanos and practically delivered himself into Zion's hands, it would be a waste not to take advantage of the opportunity.
Inside the Ring of Chaos, Black and White exchanged glances. Both furballs had bright, eager eyes, their anticipation growing as they realized what their master had in mind.
It seemed they were about to enjoy a good show.
Behind Zion, Kaelan finally abandoned the pretense of remaining hidden. He stepped out from the undergrowth, his gaze fixed on the man ahead of him.
"Zion!" he called, unable to suppress the arrogance in his voice. "Let's see who can protect you now!"
