Kael's gaze met with Real's, He could see how pissed off he was Kael’s chest heaved, each breath felt tougher as his gaze locked with his opponent. His grip on the sword was loose, almost fragile, yet his eyes remained razor-sharp. The roar of the spectators was rather annoying. Kael could barely focus. The injury the assassin had inflicted on him was still painful. He felt sore and knew he had to end the fight in time. Zeuxis circled him like a predator testing its prey, blade gleaming with every turn.“Pathetic,” Zeuxis spat, dragging the edge of his weapon across the sand. Sparks hissed in the air as steel kissed stone. “You came back from death for this? To stand like a coward in front of your people? You should have stayed dead, dude." The crowd roared with laughter, echoing his taunt.Kael still didn’t move. His silence made the air heavier, his calm more unsettling than any counterattack.Up in the balcony, King Almond’s eyes narrowed. He leaned on his staff, lips curling

The rain fell hard as many of the spectators brought out Thier umbrella's to shield themselves. Some of them whispered that Kael had released the dam on water while others had their gaze fixed on what might probably happen next. King Almond's gaze moved slowly from Kael who was just standing without moving an inch. His Hakana that the all thought could not be summon swirl around him like a shield. " Do it." the king whispered silent, his hand clenched. Dareth whose gaze was now a bit sour couldn't phantom the thought of Zeuxis dying. He knew if he died that day then the kingdom was going to be passed down to Zeuxis king's brother who had a better claim to the throne than him. " Get up, Zeuxis! You can do this!" he shouted as the torrent of the rain poured harder. Jarvis who had initially thought Zeuxis was going to win felt it was a waste of time coming to watch the fight. " He won't get away with this." he said wit vermin, his hand etched at the tip of his blade. " Are you nut?"

The ground shook violently, sending Kael back to the ground with a great thud.Commander Rael, who was now the king's guard, charged from within the crowd into the arena."Stay behind me!" he shouted, dragging Kael off the floor.All the swordmasters, mages, and conjurers all charged into the pit. Each having a frightening face on them."Do you know what that is?""I am scared!""Get your act together!" another Swordmaster shouted.The ground cracked, showing a sign of larva, and then a hideous beast emerged from the ground with a long sword in hand.Its roar was terrifying as many of the swordsmen rushed at it, but it was as if the demon had anticipated their moves. It charged fast, slicing through each and every one of them at once.Dareth got down into the pit; he rushed towards Zeuxis, who was at the point of death."Zeuxis!"He shouted, shaking him violently. But he was stunned from the severe beating and sword slash on his body.Dareth looked at him and shouted, "You need to get

The council chamber held its breath.The weight of Rael’s words pressed against every man and woman present, suffocating the air. Dareth sat back, his smirk replaced by a thin line of unease, but his eyes still shone with venom.“Enough!” King Almond's voice thundered, his staff striking the marble floor again, a shockwave of authority rippling through the room. “There will be no blades drawn in this council. Not while I am the king.”Rael’s sword hovered at Dareth’s throat for one breath longer—long enough for the elder to swallow visibly—before he sheathed it with a sharp hiss. His glare, however, never wavered.The messenger still knelt on the floor, trembling, waiting to be acknowledged. His chest heaved as though the air was going to escape his lungs.“Boy,” the king said, his tone a forced calm. “Tell us everything. What is happening at the eastern gate?”The messenger lifted his gaze, fear visibly seen in his eyes. “The… the smaller beasts. They’re not just attacking—they’re

The corridor was dimly lit, torches flickering along the stone walls as the footsteps drew nearer. Nira’s and Tiffany’s gazes were fixed on the shadowy figure that was becoming more of a giant as it approached. Finally, Selene walked out with a weird look on her face. "What is going on here?" The word escaped from her mouth. "Aren't you both supposed to be in bed?" Tiffany smirked, her body slightly resting on the cold walls. "Says for a lady who is supposed to be in her father's home. What the hell do you want? Did your father send you here to come and check if he is dead?" The word hit Selene like a tidal wave, making her clench her fist in anger. "As funny as it may sound, Kael is trying to hold onto his life, and I, I am his sister. If not by my mother's side, then by my father's side. I think I have the right to be by his side, but I can't say the same for you lots." Nira, who had been silently looking at the both of them, said nothing but began to find her way towards Kael