Chapitre 55: Prideful Heir

Luck held the sword firmly as he stared straight at his father, both of their gazes locked in an intense stare down.

Luck's eyes were cold and calculating, he was going through multiple scenarios in his head looking through all the countless ways the fight could go.

It was not looking good, but nonetheless it was his philosophy to at least try.

His fathers gaze was different, it was washed of any sort of emotion. Currently the man standing in front of him was not his father, he was the head of the moon clan, a man who would go through any means to see the clan succeed.

He took a step back issuing a silent command to the venators and then the madness began.

The long sword in Luck's hand rotated in the air shortly before it met the first attacker. A young man in his late twenties, he seemed edgy, probably unwilling to fight a child but he could not go against the clan leader's orders.