The rules: Part One
Not long after the kid noted Nyx's name on the board, she was led down some more stairs and away from the fight between two werewolves in wolf form. With her back turned, she listened to the roar of the crowd and the sounds of the wolves jaws snapping and claws ripping into flesh. The last she saw before her view was blocked by the corridor walls were the bets being made on the sidelines, and she shook her head.
A smirk also pulled up her lips as she stared down the darkening and quietening corridor. Nyx knew many would bet against her and would lose their money. Maybe she should put her own money down; she'd win so much!
"There is also a thing as overconfidence, ya know," Isana snickered, but her wolf was also in the same mindset.
That didn't stop Nyx from replying confidently, "There's overconfidence, and then there is the truth. The only time I should be worried is if we are against an old vampire or Marcus."