The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never

And if I win? Brysons tone was firm.

Then you get what you want, Peterson replied, spreading his arms in a grandiose gesture.

Hannah interjected, reaching out to halt Bryson.

His promises mean nothing.

Even if you win, will he really let us go? Peterson clapped, his smile mocking.noveldrama

An excellent point! He locked eyes with Hannah.

But without taking part, you have no chance of leaving at all.

Hannah glanced at Bryson, who nodded firmly.

Ill handle this, he said. After a moments hesitation, Hannah stepped back.

Be careful.

I trust you.

Bryson gave her a reassuring nod.

Wait for me here.

He then approached the center of the room, facing the man in the tiger mask.

An unspoken boundary seemed to form between them, the atmosphere Laden with anticipation, silencing the surrounding commotion.

Begin, Peterson said nonchalantly, treating the confrontation as if it were merely a trivial diversion.

The audience held their breath, their attention riveted on the unfolding battle.

With a sudden loud crash, Bryson and the man in the tiger mask engaged.

Each collision between them sent vibrations through the enclosed space, causing specks of dust to drift down from the aged stone walls.

From the outset, it was clear that the man in the tiger mask struggled to match Brysons prowess.

Despite this, Hannah remained anxious, wary of any hidden strategies Peterson might deploy.

As the fight intensified, Bryson and his opponent wove through a fierce ballet of attacks and counters.

Bryson, utilizing his nimbleness, skillfully dodged and weaved, using the environment to his advantage against the brute strength of the tiger-masked man.

Executing a fluid spinning kick, Bryson forced the tiger-masked man back several steps, eliciting awed murmurs from the crowd.

Capitalizing on the moment, Bryson launched a decisive straight punch that broke through his opponents guard to strike squarely in the chest, sending the man staggering backward before he dropped to one knee.

Ive Lost, the man in the tiger mask conceded, breathing heavily.

You win. Petersons expression flickered with surprise, quickly masked by a return to his composed demeanor.

Impressive, Bryson.

You do indeed possess considerable skill.

Ive defeated your champion.

There wont be another challenge, will there? Bryson asked, still on guard.

Peterson exhaled, a semblance of resignation in his gesture.

No, I wouldnt go that far.

Youre free to go.

Hannah scoffed, You wouldnt go that far? You are so shameless.