Back in the arena, Fian's eyes locked onto Draco's with deadly intent.
"You're going to regret ever trying to kill our young master. Like I said, I'm going to kill you."
Draco stared at the young man. He remembered their first encounter—when Fian had arrogantly declared that he would claim Draco's head at the beginning of the contest.
Then, Draco smirked and opened his mouth to speak.
What he said next sent waves of shock through the crowd…
"Hmph, your young master dares to try and rape my woman," Draco snorted. He didn't mind severing the relationship between him and the Night Clan; they were already enemies to the death, and he planned on eliminating them.
Draco's words sent shockwaves through the arena, while the Night Clan seethed with rage. Their teeth clenched together as they glared at Draco, feeling an overwhelming urge to skin him alive.