It was a serious threat and a serious problem, so having Lucretia step into the tournament again was sure to raise some eyebrows especially with those that knew her. Due to the last clash she was already placed in the same bracket and simply waited for the fighting to begin. She had several marks this time around and it wasn’t hard to tell that they had the heart of the beast among them. They wielded cruel looking weapons and had that dark fire behind their eyes.
The last set of lycans lucretia had met were in Dahilia; they were cruel to the people they captured and crueler still to the families. She hoped for their sake that there was a lycan group or lycans that weren’t dark. That weren’t evil. It was frustrating to be set upon them so frequently but people held that judgement.
Seeing the tattoo on their shoulders and the big smug smiles they had it was no doubt to her that she would need to fight each and work her way up the ladder. The two ‘youngest’ were her first target. A sword fighter and a archer; both of which weren’t much of a problem once Lucretia bore down on them while the fighting kicked up.
The first target was the archer, cutting his string and his life line was important. So she’d start with one, forcing him to fight with the arrows before breaking those with a brutal stroke that cut him shoulder to hip. She grimaced as she saw his features contort as he tried to use that bit of energy left before she simply punched the sword down through his chest. Ending it prematurely.
She wasn’t told wrong; she wasn’t even surprised at this fact. But she grimaced as she felt a sword cut deep into her armor. Not quite hitting her but drawing her attention. A partial transformation stared at her in the face. Taller, bit more brutish. Air blasting out of his near beastial nostrils that stank like death.
They clashed, exchanging blows while she could feel the boring eyes of the beta and alpha upon her. The champion being the latter of the two she figured. She’d stare back at them while handling the younglings clumsy swipes. He barely met her gaze before she’d remove his head with a clean strike of her blade.
Hearing the roar from the champion and another voice yelping in surprise Lucretia grimly dug in her heels ready for this fight to go beyond what she anticipated...