Orb of Storm

****[KINGDOM OF TEREAU]****

The elf prince is brutal and crazy. Viex badly wishes that he can morph right now. Because he would rather walk on his own than try to hitch a ride on the prince’s shoulder.

Viex saw Ace glaring at him when noticed him burying his claws into his coat. It wasn’t his fault. The guy was all over the place as he sliced, parried, and stab the rogues coming at him. There was also a time when he balances on a rail just to climb up the stairs.

It was a fighting style common to elves. They would never stay in one place for far too long. They were very agile and slick.

Ace would often use the wall as leverage to bypass the rogues, then he would attack the ones at the back, where they least expected it. Viex almost felt sorry for them.

Almost.

As soon as Viex found an opening to jump down, he grabbed that chance. But when he did, Ace grabbed him in midair just in time as the prince blocked an arrow that would have killed Viex.