Remembering Sue Terin

Lucien staggered. For a good minute, he was left unmoving. With their chests practically attached to each other, each one of them could feel the other's frantic beating heart.

Sue Terin, on the other hand, tightened her hold around his waist. 

This sight of her hugging her opponent left everyone in the arena dumbfounded.

Sigfrid, who was wearing a cloak that masked his scent as a mage, could not help but frown. Amon all the scenarios in his mind that were constantly playing ever since he saw her sacred beast, this action of hers was beyond his imagination. "What are doing?"

"I will give you a minute to move away from me and fight me like you have fought all your other opponents." Lucien Lupine growled his words through gritted canines. His sharp claws started to appear as veins bulged around his neck and forehead, the telltale signs that he was on the verge of fighting.