For All It Revolves Around

V1: Different Territory, Different Rules

With my sword initially at my disposal, I would have been able to have my chance against him, but now that it was hand-to-hand combat, trouble would arise.

He was much bigger than me and more used to this combat, but I would have to stand my ground like everything in my life did.

WHOOSH!

A hammer of a fist came roaring down at me; I instantly rolled over as the ground erupted in multiple cracks.

The impact was deadly, but the soldiers still cheered on the fight.

WHOOSH!

PHOOSH!

A barrage of punches came rolling at me. I dodged them, ducking under his punches.

I hit him on the chin, but to no one's surprise, Jovo didn't react.

He had conditioned himself to deal with blows like these.

BOOM!

Jovo speared me, his weight transferring onto me.

"I thought you would've given me a tougher challenge." He grinned, putting his hand on my neck.

I could see Svista ready to jump out of the corner of my eye, but I shook my head, knowing that would only cause further problems.

"Any last words before I finally take over?" He whispered in my ear.

"Look behind you." I gritted my teeth.

He looked over his shoulder; that was all I needed from him.

One thing about Jovo was that he was strong, but the other thing about him was that he was incredibly dumb.

His hands on my throat slightly eased up as I instinctively reached for his eyes, putting pressure on them.

Jovo jumped back, but I instantly took action, pouncing on him like a wild animal.

A barrage of successful hits had landed on him, each one stronger than the other, each one bloodier than the other.

Jovo desperately attempted to block my punches, but it was no use.

Before I knew it, the soldiers had stopped cheering, and now there was only one collective thing we had experienced.

"Stop!"

As I was about to punch him again, I looked up to see who shouted.

"Lenin, I thought you were meant to be gone."

He shook his head alongside Eleanor, who glared at me like usual.

"You can't kill Jovo."

I chuckled lightly, amused at his declaration, "Tell me why I can't kill him?"

"He still has some use." He answered.

Traitors were useless in my village; if they could do it once, they could do it again.

In my circle, those who lied could never be trusted.

This was a way of life that I lived by.

No lies.

But for some reason, Jovo, who was smiling, ceased to exist; his smile was no longer worn on his face.

Instead, that fear came to welcome me. . . Why did this come out all of a sudden?

WHOOSH!

He gripped my shoulder in a panic, almost pleading with me.

"Please! Not him! Kill me!"