Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135: After Midnight

Lunargarde, Lauterbrunnen Valley, Bernese Oberland, Swiss Alps.

In the coliseum, under the watchful eye of a Graventhal Clan elder acting as referee, the long-anticipated fight between Ethan Raynor and Lucian Greymoore finally began.

Lucian didn’t waste a second on formalities. The moment the referee declared the start of the match, he launched his attack without hesitation.

He stomped on the ground with such force that the audience heard a resounding boom. The arena floor cracked beneath his feet like shattered glass, the fractures racing outward toward Ethan. Suddenly, a cluster of stone spikes erupted beneath Ethan’s position.

The crowd gasped.

"Such an attack right at the start! Lucian is dead serious."

"Earth spike attacks are common, but look... he forged them from solid stone! That’s much harder to defend against."

"Look at his speed! I bet Ethan’s going to be dead meat by the end of this."

"Don’t talk... look! Ethan dodged it!"

Ethan sidestepped with surgical elegance at the last possible moment. He weaved back and forth, evading the incoming assault. Lucian had already launched a barrage of broken concrete shards, hurling them at super speed.

They came so fast and in such overwhelming numbers that, despite his evasive maneuvers, Ethan had to take a few of the smaller shards head-on. When dodging became nearly impossible, he leapt into the air with such grace it looked as though he were floating.

But it worked. He successfully dodged all the shards as they whooshed past beneath his feet. However, in the process, his hood was lifted, revealing an astonishingly beautiful face.

The girls in the galleries erupted in cheers... some even whistled. In stark contrast to Lucian’s arrogant expression, Ethan looked like an angel descended into battle.

He stared at Lucian, his eyes calm and distant, as though he wasn’t a participant in the fight but an observer watching from a bird’s-eye view.

Lucian, frustrated by the lack of reaction, shouted in annoyance, "Fight me, coward!"

Lucian waved his hands aggressively and formed a hand sign. This time, a wave of earth arrows shot out in a wide arc. They erupted in chaotic patterns, designed to break rhythm and confuse the senses. The arrows surged toward Ethan, who was still descending from his earlier jump.

Ethan didn’t flinch. His eyes narrowed, quickly triangulating each point of threat. In the span of a breath, he weaved through the incoming barrage... his movements clean, fluid, and almost lazy, as if he were simply strolling through falling raindrops.

The audience was stunned by Ethan’s display of precise movement. A wave of murmurs spread through the stands.

"What is Ethan’s ability?"

"I’m not sure, but I heard the Raynor Clan has business-related abilities."

"Business-related? How does that qualify them as one of the Ten Great Clans?"

"Oh, you must not know about their bloodline. I’ve heard that those who awaken it become monsters... capable of defeating an army of a thousand soldiers alone."

"But Ethan hasn’t awakened the bloodline, right?"

"Yeah, that’s what I heard too. It’s rare. Only the Clan Head and the Young Miss have managed to awaken it."

"So Ethan isn’t awakened, but Lucian is... and he’s using his clan’s earth ability?"

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