“You’d better be watching, sir. Because this fight is for the Vegas,” Lance said, making my heart lurch, those words meant for me. He knew I was here, or at least suspected it and I moved to stand at his back, placing my hand on his shoulder to lend him what power I could. “Oh, I’m watching alright, good choice,” I said with a dark laugh and Azriel moved to lend him power too, gazing at me with a soppy ass look. “Now remind me why the stars selected you as a match for my daughter.” “Go on, Lancelot!” Azriel bayed.
