Chapter 73-Not A Weakness Anymore
Helanie:
My heart raced as I felt Maximus step up right behind me, taunting me with a sneer. My grip tightened around my pendant. It was like a quick decision that I took it off. I am not even sure what I would get from it. My mind ordered and I did it.
"Come on, I’m right here! You can’t even hit me once?" His voice cracked slightly, and a frown appeared on my forehead. I slowly stood up, turning to meet his gaze.
I had just taken off my pendant, but he was way too close now. I bet he could sense the shift in my scent, the faint trace of pheromones. It would take some time before the others noticed, but I was exuding such intense anxiety that I wondered how long I could keep it hidden.
And that’s when I saw Maximus falter. He tried to keep smirking, but his confidence was clearly wavering. His attempt at mocking me was crumbling. At moments, he even narrowed his eyes at me, as if trying to understand what had changed. But it was too late for him.
I could feel it now—my courage.
I lunged at him.
This time, he dodged, but when I retreated and struck again, he wasn’t quick enough. My delicate, seemingly fragile knuckles connected with his strong jaw, drawing a gasp from the crowd. My punch barely moved him, but when I landed a second blow, the shock on his face was unmistakable. The crowd went silent.
Maximus was just as stunned as everyone else. I was amazed that I hit such a scary trainer.
His eyes were wide, and his mouth gaped as he stumbled back, pushing me away. I tripped over my own feet and landed squarely on my butt. But the test was over.
I have done it. I won!