Kai walked down the wooden pathways toward the village training grounds, wearing a borrowed green shirt that was honestly a little too tight around his shoulders.
The entire elven village was already gathered around the circular arena, because watching a high-level guard captain execute a stray human was probably the best free entertainment they had seen in decades.
Captain Elian was standing right in the middle of the fighting ring, looking like a completely polished action figure, holding his silver sword and glaring at Kai with hatred.
Lyra was standing near the edge of the crowd with her arms crossed tightly over her chest, trying her best to look totally unbothered, but her pointed ears were still a very bright shade of pink from their crazy morning together.
Kai stepped over the low wooden fence and into the ring without a single weapon in his hands, completely ignoring the angry murmurs coming from the traditional elf crowd.
