I slam my fist into Nicholas’s head, and while it’s not right to hit someone when they’re not looking, I justify it by telling myself this is the only way.
He crumples like a sack of potatoes and hits the ground with a thud, knocked clean out.
The crowd goes wild.
***
Panting, I shake the blurriness from my vision and wipe the blood off my face.
“One more fight,” Laxus says while passing me a bottle of water. “I noticed something in this last fight that might help you keep control.”
I whip my head up, “What was it? I can feel myself slipping, like there’s some kind of tether pulling me toward that dark aggression, so anything could help.”
“When you shift or when you’re about to shift, that’s when you grow the most aggressive. Maybe keeping yourself from shifting will hold back t
