Chapter 41: I'll Keep You

Could Gale Goulty not curse his luck? Sure, he had been the academy's number one fighter… but only if you added the word "former." A monster who could beat the City Lord had actually come to pick on him? All for a slot to advance? What the hell! There was no bullying like this. "Come on," Evan Norman said, curling his fingers at Gale Goulty. "Make your move." Make my ass. Fight my ass. Gale Goulty practically wanted to cry. Last year, he had been young. Losing to a nineteen-year-old senior...