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Hettar finally stops, standing between us in the middle of the arena and he raises his hand, commanding silence.
“Today we are present because the law that binds us all has been invoked. The Law of The Okrar. It is the first time this law has been invoked. One Igor of Zad invoked the law and today we witness history no matter the outcome.” Then his eyes land on me and they linger. “May the Gods make their will clear.”
“Gah!” All the orcs says in unison and they stomp their feet, making the whole arena tremble.
“I remind you the rules as they are written. The leaders have accepted the challenge. The challenger only has two roads. Victory or death!”
The crowd roars again, the excitement of my death obviously something they would very much enjoy. Because some of them still want me humbled.
“For the leaders, they too have options. Since the challenges were accepted, they can either kneel before the challenger in surrender or they fight for their place.”
Aria’s eyes almost twinkle in glee and I almost grin at her. The idea of her winning still dancing in my head. A part of me really wanting to make it so. The idea of Aria ruling over all of us makes my cock strain in my armor in an inopportune time.
Aria’s lips part slightly as if she sees what I’m thinking and her eyes narrow slightly. I move my eyes away from her, turning them to Hettar.
Igor, you need to focus.
Before I close that part of my mind, I promise myself to worship her body when we return back home.
The crowd boos over that rule, knowing exactly the outcome.
“The challenge begins now. May the will of the Gods prevail!” Hettar announces before he starts backing away slowly.
My muscles all tense instantly, looking at Langa as he looks at Aria. My eyes narrow at them. A smirk stretches on Langa’s eyes and fury burns up inside me. Gremlo also turns his face to Aria who is standing in the middle looking every bit regal.
But I sense the danger. I sense their plan. I step forward. It happens in slow motion and Langa grabs Aria by the neck.
I leap forward and Gremlo blocks my way. I swing for him and he staggers back but Langa already has Aria in his hold.
These cowards.
“I will kill you!” I growl, my uncle still in my way. He recovers quickly and he tries to launch at me but the punch he lands on my face only makes me angrier. I duck the next one before I jump back.
“Langa, let her go. That is not part of the rules.”
Everybody waits on bated breath. He just laughs. “Why not? No rule against fighting each other too. How I see it, you have a choice.”
The crowd boos.
My gaze turns back to my uncle who is panting slowly. “Uncle, do you endorse this?”
“No, but what are you going to do about it,nephew? Are you going to let him place his hands on your mate, and how far will you go?”
My eyes crinkle in confusion. But understanding fills me. The understanding comes with a gut punch. But I move fast, my eyes going red. I let myself fall in the strength and brutality of all my ancestors.
Everything happens in a blur, it is like I am watching everything behind the curtain as I pummel my uncle on the ground, both our faces bloody.
Langa kicks me off him with a roar. I don’t stay down long and I face both the orcs as they circle me.
The fight is long, both of them refusing to yield but yielding isn’t an option. As they circle me someone throws a spear in the circle. We all go for it but my uncle gets to it first. That turns the tide of the battle when Langa has me distracted and the metal pierces my side.
My eyes go blank for a second. It is then the picture of both my children flashes in my eyes and I hear Aria’s scream from somewhere.
The spear is yanked out of me and my knees buckle under me. My eyes snap open, just in time as Langa’s foot is heading my way. I let my body fall to the ground and it misses me. He uses that opportunity to bring his foot once more to smite me and I grab it, gritting my teeth to push through the pain. I yank him and he falls in a thud next to me.
I use that opportunity of surprise to bring my hands on his face, specifically his eyes so I can blind him. With speed and force I stab his eyeballs with my index fingers and they pop easier than I thought.
He growls but I can’t hear it as Aria screams from somewhere. My eyes find her now in Gremlo’s hands, the spear at her neck. Flashbacks of her in Shepherd’s hand overtake my mind. Someone throws a spear in the middle of the ring.
