After seeing what happened to Akiko, the second fighter glanced around the battleground with fear in his eyes. The people waited with bated breath to see what he would do, they hoped he would get determination from the death of his partner but were surprised when he suddenly took off with his head bowed in the opposite direction. Mr Pluto, his boss, was shocked to see him running and tried to stop him. “Alera!! Stop, you need to slay this beast!” He yelled loudly but that did not stop the man from running. They all watched him run till he got out of sight. The people murmured to show their disappointment and some of them even started crying. These two strong men had been their last hope and resort but now, they weren't there to fight anymore. Nobody took note of Andrew still standing until one of Akilo’s supporters saw him and shouted. “Won't you leave too, young man? Aren't you scared of death?” He asked loudly and all the attention returned to Andrew who was standing, und

“Your forefathers casted a spell on him to die.” Andrew paused before picking up his words again. “ They betrayed the promise they made to him when he needed it most and left him to die. They laughed at him for trusting them and scorned him. He'd given them everything they wanted and they refused to keep their end of the bargain instead they tried to kill him. However the spell worked opposite ways. The dragon beast did not die from the effect of the spell, instead, he became inhumane to the sun. He could not come out during the daytime due to how much his skin and scales burned under the effect of the sun.” The people of Nita town were astonished and surprised to hear this. No one had ever told them about the dragon beast's side of the story, it's always been history books that painted him bad. “The dragon beast couldn't believe that your forefathers would betray you after thirty years of protecting them and making their town the biggest and most secured in the city. He

While Andrew was occupied with the long process of securing the herbs for Benita’s recovery, Mr. Lethal and his men were actively making plans on how to kidnap Winnie . The task of kidnapping Winnie, something they had once believed would be simple, had quickly turned into a far more difficult venture than any of them had anticipated. Since Lily's disappearance , the Harlow's have leveled up their security system. Lily's disappearance and the circumstances surrounding it caused great fear to the Harlows . They didn't even feel safe in their home anymore . So while the investigation into Lily's disappearance was going on, the police provided optimum security for the Harlows. They had installed security cameras, brought in extra personnel, ensured every corner of their property was watched over, and protected. With the adjustments in place ,the Harlows home was almost impenetrable and thereby made Mr lethal's well-laid plan go sideways . But Mr. Lethal was not a man to give up

Andrew clenched the wheel, knuckles white, chest heaving with fury as he sped toward the town's palace. He didn’t want to admit it, but the truth gnawed at his heart —he had been lied to. Fooled. Used like a fool. And now, Benita might pay the price. When the car pulled into the palace grounds, Andrew didn’t wait for the guards. He opened the door, stepped out, and walked straight toward the room where the town chiefs were said to be meeting. His steps were heavy, loud, and fast. His heart pounded behind his ribs like a drum gone mad. And with each second that passed, his anger grew stronger, louder, clearer. He didn’t knock. He didn’t pause. He pushed the doors open with a force that made them slam against the wall. Inside, the chiefs turned their heads in unison, some startled, others confused. None of them expected to see Andrew storming in like a storm. Ever since he defeated the dragon beast, most people in the town saw him as untouchable—someone to be feared, maybe even wo

Amala coughed, his face contorted in pain. "The herb you're looking for... it's not with me!" Andrew shot his hand forward ,aiming at the wizard's head. “Maybe if I bash your skull in you'll tell the truth and stop wasting my time.” “I am telling the truth. The herb is not with me. I only put out the word that I'm with it to distract you from going after who is truly with it.” “What are you talking about?” “Right now there is a messenger on his way. One of the contents of his satchel is the herb and he is headed for the coven.” “Where is this coven?” The Wizard's attitude shifted from compliant to hesitant in a second. “I can't tell you that…” He choked as Andrews heel pressed further down his throat. “Start speaking now!” “Or what? You can't kill me. I'm immortal.” Andrew didn't release the pressure of his foot. But his head immediately began thinking of a way to scrap out the information he needed from Amala. There was a way. A weakness of some sorts. An amulet t