Ch. 79 Jesse

Jesse's P.O.V.

I could feel my blood pumping, ready to watch the action. I loved this game so much. You could never tell what was going to happen when someone went through a ring. There were no rules against fighting, just as long as you stayed in your element. You fight to get the ball, using whatever means necessary to do so, and then you get going. You can hit the same ring twice since the same thing never happens twice.

The best thing to do is to hit 9 of the rings, leaving the easiest for last. When you're in the lead, you hit the last ring, ending the game with your team winning. It was smart, considering sometimes the rings would be more of a hindrance than an advantage. It allowed you to hit a ring and possibly gain more points. I watched as the cannon sounded and Liam's gigantic wolf emerged. His wolf had copper fur, with patches of white and deep yellow eyes. I used to love to pet him in wolf form when we were younger. I still do.

There was something off about Liam today.