“It happened again. There seemed to be no way to stop it. Prior to facing the Mirkwood Minotaurs, Kondor took Revwe aside and told her he was aware of the plan to throw the game. She was to do her best to make sure that it didn’t happen. It did no good. Irerahaes broke Revwe’s arm with a vicious blitz before the first period had reached the mid-way point. From there it went downhill.

At least Ortalion was injured for her lack of effort. By not going full speed she was taken off guard and fell, awkwardly twisting her back. Kondor doubted she would ever fully recover.

The thrashing that followed was one that even the Archers had not expected. Sure they had agreed to lose the match but 3-0 was embarrassing. Arothaal would have laid a five spot on the Avelon squad had Throthradir not taken exception to his showboating and fired a cheap shot into his ribs.

No. This was not the match to finally bring Coach Nightbreed’s string of domination to an end. Perhaps next game Revwe would play the entire game. Perhaps next game Archer Armor would be effective. Perhaps Kondor was doomed and he would never see a victory versus his coaching nemesis.
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