"Aaron!" Satatra shouted at him, the anger was reflected in his voice very clearly.
"Come here or so before I drag you to me and chain you up!"
Aaron's back shivered at his angry voice. This was the first time this man had ever shouted at him so angrily.
He must be very upset. He thought. After all he did try to run away again. But he couldn't help it. He wanted to check if the place where he appeared in this world would take him back to earth.
He was very reluctant! Very!
Tharta glanced at Aaron, surprise flashing in his eyes but he did not have time to stare at Aaron's etheral face, instead his eyes were stuck to Ahaii, irritated.
"Your sister awaits your return. She had been worried about you. Ahaii, why are you with that man?" He spoke as he began walking towards him. As he walked he looked at the man on the wanted list of the empire.
The moment he looked at him the other person just happened to look at him eye to eye.
This suddenly made him warry. And his hunch really came true.
A blade was aimed at his neck that came flying with great speed. Just as it was about to touch the skin on his neck, he parried it away using his hands, caught off guard, not expecting the other person to attack him with such a strong momentum, the hand that was used to block the blade was injured with a small yet deep cut.
Tharta frowned as he looked back at the man.
Shand just smiled at him creepily. He had a hunch that this person was another important character so he just tested the waters. His hunches were never wrong.
Since I have been bored these few days let me play with you all for a little bit......do entertain me....
Not giving anyone the chance to react he disappeared from the spot.
Satatra's eyes fluctuated as he sprinted forward as fast as he could. He was just barely on time when Shand reappeared before Aaron aiming for his neck barehands. Satatra blocked his attack using his fist to send a puch back at him.
Shand dodged it easily. He then made another stance, his hands cracking with a strange sound as he puched back at Satatra. Even from a distance before his punch could hit him, Satatra felt the impact of the attack.
He frowned.
Clang!
Two swords collided with a sharp sound resounding, one that tried to slash Shand's hand and the other that blocked the blade aimed at his hand.
"Don't you dare lay your dirty fingers on my nephew." Aroar let out an intense aura of intent to kill.
General Adulle replied an eye with an eye. He added more force to his blade as he replied.
"No one is allowed to hurt our highness." As he said this he struck the sword upwards.
Slash!
He flung his blade at Aroar, pushing him away creating some distance.
Aroar thrusted his sword forward, the two blades of the wielder met head on head, both striking back with agile strokes. The momentum of their attacks left traces on the ground, creating several deep cuts on it.
With this development the current situation suddenly enfolded into a fierce battlefield.
Both parties shouted as they acted.
Satatra embraced Aaron in his arms. For a moment he thought he was gonna lose him. He picked him up and jumped towards Revard.
Placing him on the ground he said turning his face away from them.
"Protect him."
That being said he sprinted back towards the direction he jumped from, landing right before Shand.
The latter looked at him with interest.
"You tried to harm my man. I will let you know what grave mistake you had done by aiming you killing intent at him." Satatra spoke as he drew his sword. He let out a dense green aura.
The moment he did this Adule felt his body go weak for a moment.
Adu, who was about to join the battlefield fell on his knees.
Shand smiled at him as he let out his royal halo and an intense bright colour enveloped his body, the yellow aura penetrated the green aura that was beginning to flood the area around them.
As the two halos met they let out sparks of magic waves, struggling for domination over the other.
Revard, Eustin and even Aaron shivered at the feeling of the halo from their enemy, Unlike Aroar, who was unaffected by it.
The two auras shook violently before they nullified each other. The moment the magic waves dispersed Satara took action at the same time his enemy did. Both disappeared from their spots and met head on when their bodies reappeared at the centre, a sword and a hand clashing against each other. Satatra clenched his left hand and threw a punch aiming at his enemy. Shand cuaght his punch with his one hand while using his other hand to block the sword. He added force onto the hand within his palm, exerting enough force that could crush even bones. Satatra nullified the force directed at his hand using his halo, as he did this, his entire palm was letting out a whoos~ sound, draping the two entangled hands with green magic.
Crack!
The sound of breaking bones could be heard as the two people refused to let the other person's hand go. Satatra threw his sword up, took it back with his hand then thrusted it forward once again. Shand blocked this thrust using his fingers, the tip of the sword aimed at him caught in between his middle and index finger. The sword caught in between his fingers shook violently. Satatra withdrew his blade. Then attacked once again.
The two people caught up in this fierce battle kicked their legs at the same time, their legs clashed against each other, letting out sparks as if two bladeds were meeting.
Boom!
Both of them were pushed back by the momentum of their calshing auras that exploded aggresively.
Alfru watched the battle wide eyed. He should be glad that he was being ignored by both parties. Afterall, he did not knew a thing about fighting. The guards accompanying him stood before him, making a stance of protection.
The royal uncle of the prince was fighting a man well versed in wielding the blade, he was probably a general. While on the other side, a feminine looking boy was battling with a robust man. Alfru did not knew the two peope he was thinking about were prominent figures just like the crown prince. One was Adu, the brother of General Adulle. And the other was Tharta, the leader of the ethnic races. Thinking so he moved his line of sight towards the boy he wanted to befriend.
Hitomu was standing side by side with a man who had blue eyes. Aflru knew that this man was the first prince rumoured to kill the previous king. And also the leader of the Black knight organisation. Zarad stared at the familiar man across on the other side.
He wanted to rush to him and stab his heart, crack his head, then feed him to the magical beasts. But he was reluctant to leave Hitomu's side. Afterall he never knew when the boy would rush to interfere with the ongoing battle. Zarad was aware that there was a connection between Hitomu and Shand, a connection he did not knew about and this made him feel uneasy. He frowned.
Subconsciously he grabbed the other person's hand, interwining his fingers with Hitomu's, holding onto firmly as if afraid of the hand slipping away from his.
Hitomu flinched a bit at his touch. He looked up at Zarad who had his eyes focused on a man across the other side.
It was the small villain who had killed the original soul, the same villain appointed by King Satt who had assisted the late king in murdering Zarad's mother.
"You can beat him till he is barely breathing. But don't kill him yet. Not for today." He whispered into Zarad's ears causing the other to tremble. Hitomu did not like the idea of Zarad dancing to the original script. Although the location and setting was different, today was supposed to be the day when Zarad would hunt down that man across them and kill him, skinning him alive and feeding it to the wild beasts.
The killing intent in his heart was immediately replaced by ecstacy, even the tip of his ears blsuhed. Just a little bit of attention from the boy was enough to send his soul on nine cloud.
Hitomu, who had a keen vision saw the tips of Zarad's ear blush red. He was stunt for a moment. Seeing this his eyes couldn't help but soften.
Just how much did he crave for his attention?
Zarad nodded his head as he said. "What about you? Will you fight him again?"
"The next time you see him you can kill him. As for your question, I will spar with him for a bit.. Afterall, he is stronger than everyone present here, excluding me." As he replied he glanced at the situation on the other side.
Zarad was reluctant to move away from him.
"Go. And relieve your stress on that man. Also, don't worry about me." He reassured him then added. "I am stronger than him."
Zarad looked at him deeply before he finally left for the other side.
The moment he turned his head his eyes were ladden with a profound darkness, a glint of madness, sharp and ruthless flashing in his fierce eyes.
Hitomu chuckled. He clearly felt the change of attitude in him. He took off his mask.
"You. Fight me." A voice interrupted the ongoing battle between Satatra and Shand.
Shand just happened to raise his head at the direction of the voice when he felt a firm hand cover his vision.
Hitomu grabbed him by his face and sprinted a few yards away, while doing so he clenched his hand onto the face caught in his palm, adding force that made the face underneath frown.
Crack!
Hitomu smashed Shand's head directly onto the ground. A dent instantly appeared on the ground, the ground cracked and the momentum of this attack made the crack spread like braches of trees elongating on it.
The body that was slammed down got up in an instant. He then aimed a kick towards the person who had dared to slam him down. The force of his entire body was directed at the tip of his heel that came crushing down at Hitomu's head.
He stopped the kick with his arm and elbowed the heel aimed at his head lightly.
Crack! Crack!
The sound of breaking bones was once again heard.
Although Hitomu had elbowed lightly the power it held was beyond normal.
Not giving a chance to fix his cracked bones Hitomu raised his own leg, taking the same stance that Shand had used to attack him, the only difference being the place of attack.
Diverting all the strength he could gather he directed them at his knee then thrusted at Shand's vital point of his stomach. The blow came in so hard and powerful that the impact of his jabbing created waves that travelled the length and breadth of the battle arena, aka, the garden.
Everyone turned their heads at a direction and watched a spectecular sight unfold.
Baam! Baam! Baam!
Shand was sent flying back. He crushed onto a wall. The wall crashed but it did not kill the momentum of the attack. He crahsed onto a second wall then third then fourth until he was out at the streets as he crashed onto a shop as a final roll.
Adulle widened his eyes.
He never thought there existed somone who could stand against their crown prince in terms of power.
But here was one before him who had sent their prince flying back meters. That too, just with one attack!