They'd seen Henry's attitude before—the confidence that bordered on arrogance, the refusal to acknowledge danger, the need to prove himself stronger than everyone assumed.
"If you do this," the spear-wielder said quietly, "you might get us all killed."
"Or I might save us all," Henry countered. "Kill Jeren, end the tournament. That's what Aria suggested, wasn't it? Take out the head, the body dies."
He watched Jeren begin walking, moving between platforms, heading in the general direction of Seth and Ryan's location. The path would take him right past Henry's platform.
'This is it,' Henry thought, his heartbeat accelerating. 'My chance. Everyone thinks I'm all talk? That I don't have the guts to act when it matters?'
