Lina sat in the Waiting Room listening to the words of the commentators. The highlight of the first stage of the Royal Games had been at the very beginning… with Bree's sudden and unexpected display of mastery over her other senses.
At the time, it looked like they stood a chance against the Lycaon pack but Cole had crushed all those hopes like they were nothing more than childish delusions.
This was similar to the games that happened four years ago. At the time, Cole had earned his infamous title 'Steel Tank'… and he'd demonstrated the insurmountable resilience of his hide in a battle between him and Drake.
This same duel was the one that would decide the winner… And while Drake was a good fighter, bringing Cole down seemed next to impossible.
Lina was so frustrated that she couldn't find the words to say. "Lina, I slowed you down… again. I'm sorry."