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Ace could not help but to scoff when she asked him such an absurd question. 
"No, I am not scared of Koda. I just am fully aware that he could break me if the idea came up in his head. I just respect him more. He is Midnight's treat anyway so he automatically is higher up on the food chain." He chuckled.
He followed after Hazel, a smirk on his face as he aproached Dakota. 
"Why, hello there." The smirk slipped into an easy smile. 
"Glad to see you again." When he mentioned Midnight, Ace could only nod. 
"Indeed, you are quite lucky." He hated that Hazel continued to use his first name, but there was nothing he could do about her decisions. Only someone on his level would he bitch at. 
It was already getting under his skin when Koda let the name pour out so simply. It disgusted him. 
"So, seems as though there is alot of drama in these parts. No doubt, it seemed worse back south in Washington, but this is pretty comparable." His eyes stayed on the field as he observed the fighters.
He nodded to Hazel, he knew Midnight had a dark side, and regardless of how much he would male fun of someone, watching Dylan's balls get crushed he cringed. His hand reacting to clutch himself in empathy for the kid. He could feel his pain, but not physically. But he could feel even more the triumphant aura surrounding the field. "Good job." He complimented her with a wink. "I'd hate to stand up against you."
Lyda's presense did not surprise him. He could feel her rapid speed of heart rythm and footsteps. There was no way getting past his personal GPS. 
His empathy kicked on and he sent bolts of pain and weakness through her, making her an easier target for whomever chose to defeat her.