Raion wiped a tear from his eye. “I underestimated you, Omega. I’ll cheer for you in the duel.” “Fine,” Lemon said. She sighed. “Normally we do pistols at dawn. Stun rounds, of course. If you manage to stay out of prison, I can put it on my calendar for next week.” I eyed her. “Is that the duel format for Advocates?” “No, it’s for people dueling over me. When I was still in school, they used force-blades, but bystanders got hurt.” “You have a fascinating history, Lemon,” I said.
