Grayson Wilkes knew exactly who he was looking for the moment he stepped on the battlefield. Having to wait until today to finally finish off Dearborn had been ... annoying, but it had certainly given his anger enough time to boil down and concentrate. That meant that the moment he spotted him, conveniently cornered ... Grayson didn't hesitate in tossing curses at him as he strode down toward the man.
He too felt reasonably calm, but probably not for the same reasons as Caradoc. He was so certain in what he needed to do that he wasn't at all worried about anything going wrong. He was an experienced man in battle despite being quite young and he knew that much. His other hand slipped into his jacket, squeezing the handle of the blade beneath it once before he fixed his gaze on Caradoc once more.
This was going to be fun.
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