Love Thy Shadow, Satan (LTSS) [#Wattys2018]

Chapter 25 - Unknown Ally

3rd Persons POV

"STOP!!"

Jessie's command boomed with clear authority over the cheering of the excited crowd. Although she knew he held no true power over her - with her being of Alpha blood - she could have shown her audacity by ignoring his urgent request; however, Faith stopped her attack midway - clearly in full control of the strength she was wielding, and not yet ready to expose her Alpha roots either.

"That's enough!" He said through anxiously gritted teeth, releasing the breath he had unconsciously been holding as he saw Faith's attack halt midway.

Relaxing his facial muscles, he took a minute to assess the fight that he'd just witnessed, as well as finalise his decision of what to do with Faith - closing his eyes and massaging his forehead with one hand as he did so.

After coming to a decision, he calmly continued to talk - gaining full attention of the eager onlookers. "If it's not too much trouble Faith, I'd like to ask you to leave what's left of Blake intact? I'm not sure if you're in your full senses to understand what I'm trying to say, but I'd like to have 5 inmates by the end of this battle - not left with 4 again, like before."

The unhappy crowd started to boo and shout in disagreement at the cell leader's idea, but none made much effort to argue - they knew they were powerless against the rankings.

"I believe the winner of this battle is clear, don't you think guys?" He had aimed this rhetorical question to his other cell mates, who - by the looks of things - had been dumbstruck to silence.

Only Lenn's face varied from Georges immensely - whilst George looked to be tied between a mix of shock and horror, Lenn just seemed plain star struck.

"Wow." Lenn whispered.

"... She beat Luke to a pulp... The blind girl... She..." George muttered incoherently, clearly needing some time to soak in the scene that his eyes had relayed to his brain.

Their rank-2 cell member just got beaten by a weakened, blind girl - a girl who hadn't completely transformed.

Although they all would have used "weak" to describe her before, it was obvious that the word did not describe this girl in the slightest. However she was, she was not weak - and she had made it her point to clearly prove it in the Canteen.

"Now!" With a loud clap of his hands, Jessie carried carried on, "I think, although she's a girl, she will do well as my right hand - she did defeat Blake, after all, so this is a worthy reward for a strong fighter such as herself." Given the mumbling of disagreement which was steadily getting louder, Jessie wanted nothing more than to shut the men up - so he did just that.

"What do you think, Faith? Anything you'd like to say on this?" He asked casually, although anyone who knew him would not mistake his calculating gaze as that of nonchalance. He wanted to see what this girl had to say for herself. How will she answer?

Will she show respect to him, as her new cell leader? Or will she show hostility to a leader, and want a fight for his position? Although he had full confidence in his fighting ability, he hesitated at the thought.

It would be a bad idea to battle her without knowing the limits to her technique. The way she fought, although barbaric for such a young one, was definitely not through sheer luck nor blind aggressiveness... She infused her movements with a combination of different techniques - so does that mean she's fluent in different forms of combat? If so, then how?