The noise made it so much worse.
It was already terrible having no choice but to involve Claude into this mess—having Claude force Dean to let him do this—but the hollers and whoops from the crowd when the future Head Vampire of Gratia Clan hopped onto the raised platform of the fighting ring made Dean's heart pound against his ears.
Claude had made him promise to stand back, to not get too close to the ring. They both knew what would happen if Dean couldn't control himself and interrupted a fight.
"Alright, alright. You goddamn vultures," Saul's voice boomed across the space from where he stood on a wooden crate like a referee towering over everyone else, effectively silencing the crowd. "We're down to the last two fights for this evening. You're going to witness a newbie in the ring,"
