Bab 40: Fistfight with a werewolf general

Author's note: This is from Seraphina's point of view

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I looked at Duke and Fynn as they silently eyed each other while guessing who will take the first move.

Every second felt like an eternity, and I saw that Fynn was looking down on Duke, but there was a dose of caution from his side.

I didn't want Duke to fight, but I knew that he was set to do it and that dissuading him will be in vain, so I decided to support him with everything I've got. After all, I never saw Duke fail and if this time he bit more than he can chew, I was determined to help him.

Surely, I can choke Fynn a bit and no one would know what happened. I wouldn't feel guilty about it, not even a little bit. Duke supported me from the shadows more times than I know, and maybe this was my chance to return the favor.

But I knew that Duke would want to win with his own power, so I would act only if absolutely necessary, without him knowing. Yup, that will work.