Page 31 of Timber


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Alexei






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Those that lost go and mingle with the others watching the competition. I grimace when I see who I’m up against next.

Reaper.

Yeah, there’s no way I’m heading to the next round. Though I am curious to see who will come out ahead between Sasha and Punisher.

They both get set up. First round goes to Sasha at 23—21. Second round goes to Punisher, 20—22. The crowd erupts when Smithy announces that they are both tied at 43 points overall. Everyone’s eyes, even Smoke’s, are on Sasha and Punisher, who somehow end up tying again with a score of 24—24 in the third round.

Levi steps up onto the stage and waits until both Sasha and Punisher acknowledge her, then she comes to stand at the center.

“All right, settle down, everyone!” She pauses while the cheers die down. “We’ve got a Sudden Death situation here as both Sasha and Punisher are tied at a total of sixty-seven points. For Sudden Death, the rules are different. Only killshots are valid points. If you hit anywhere else, you get nothing. Sasha and Punisher will be throwing from the fifteen-foot line. We’ll go until someone doesn’t hit a killshot. If neither person ends up hitting a killshot, we’ll take a measurement and see whose blade is the closest to a killshot. The closest person is the winner. Good luck to both of you!” Levi calls out and everyone cheers again. She hugs both of them before heading back down the stairs, and taking her place in line behind me.

Everyone seems to wait with bated breath.

Sasha scores a killshot.

Punisher scores a killshot.

The crowd cheers again and I smile when I hear Sunshine cheering for Sasha.

They both retrieve their blades and set up again.

Sasha misses.

Punisher misses.

Thor pulls out a measuring tape and both he and Patch talk quietly as they see who’s closest.

Thor turns around and waits for a few moments.

“Spit it out already,” Ryder yells, which has some of us chuckling.

The glare Thor gives Ryder could cut ice before he turns back to me and the others competing. He holds out his hand. “Punisher is the winner by an eighth of an inch!”

Cheers erupt out of everyone, and even though Sasha looks bummed, she cheers and hugs Punisher.

Taking a deep breath, I walk up the stage and fist bump Reaper.

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