Kyle had been almost certain that the one who carried WarHorse's divine blessing would be Ava. From the very first meeting, he had sensed something off about her. She felt dangerous. The kind of person who found satisfaction in pushing others to their limits.
But not even once had he considered that Melissa, the sister Amanda spoke about so often, could be the one.
Both Ava and Melissa had come into contact with him recently, so there was no reason to doubt the gauntlet. It wouldn't make a mistake.
Which meant...
The girl sitting across from him right now was the target.
'This is messed up...'
He had assumed it would be Ava, someone he could confront without hesitation. He hadn't even thought about what would happen to a person once their blessing was taken away.
"Kyle," Amanda whispered, leaning slightly closer, "are you really okay? You've been staring at Melissa for a while."
Kyle snapped out of it and lowered his gaze.
