My cowardly little brother!
Killian looked down at the tendrils that seemed to wait for his permission for something. He fell back to the chair, and inhaled deeply.
The tendrils retracted.
This isn't my fight. It's Evelyn's. Yet.
He forced himself out of his seat and walked to the host. The host raised a brow as he got close.
"Shouldn't there be a time limit to how long he can fool around?" Killian tried to keep his voice low as he spoke.
The host looked at his screen, humming. "This is the last match for today, so he can take his time."
Do hosts suck up to him?Killian's eyes remained on the host, long enough for the host to sigh and add. "I can add a new rule for you, Grim Warden."
Killian's eyes shifted back to Evelyn, then back to the host. "He doesn't know what he's doing so set a time limit. Or will that affect the aim of this?"
The host wrote on his tablet. "The aim of these duels is to get Wardens who act."
