Maxwell Catastrophe
The Lonesome Wolf
Xander tried to contain his excitement for the battle, his father's battle-craving blood flowing through his very veins. Damn the Gods.. He really wanted to be in the arena fighting, battle was all he had, battle was all he knew, and seeing two of these demigods battling with no restrictions.. It made him crazy!
"IS THAT ALL YOU TWO HAVE GOT?!" Xander yelled at the top of his lungs. He wanted to motivate, and push the demigods in the arena to their absolute limit. He jumped out of his seat, running over to the railing, his hands were jittery with such exasperation because he wasn't in their position just yet.
"LET'S SEE SOME BLOOD!" he hadn't meant to say that, but his father's blood boiled from the inside, it seemed as if his father's presence had momentarily possessed him. Did he really want to see bloodshed? Yeah.. I think I do he thought to himself.. I think I do..
"IS THAT ALL YOU TWO HAVE GOT?!" Xander yelled at the top of his lungs. He wanted to motivate, and push the demigods in the arena to their absolute limit. He jumped out of his seat, running over to the railing, his hands were jittery with such exasperation because he wasn't in their position just yet.
"LET'S SEE SOME BLOOD!" he hadn't meant to say that, but his father's blood boiled from the inside, it seemed as if his father's presence had momentarily possessed him. Did he really want to see bloodshed? Yeah.. I think I do he thought to himself.. I think I do..