Author's POV: Every breath that Asher took, depleted his body of its remaining energy, costing him a lot more than it should; but he barely noticed. Still, the pain in his body was nothing compared to the fire burning in his mind. His fingers twitched, as his heart pumped out the last reserves of his energy through his veins. But even in this state, every fibre of his being was screaming at him to get up. This wasn’t over. Not yet. Not until he decided so!Supporting himself with his left arm, he gritted his teeth, trying to fight through the pain. At the same time, he slipped his right hand into the folds of his pants, where he had hidden a silver dagger… his last ditch effort to seal the result of his competition. His fingers wrapped around the hilt of the blade as he exhaled. All his life, he had been preparing for this moment. Every practice session, every duel till now, every drop of sweat he had shed in this Arena, it had led him here. And wasn’t about to let this chan
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