"Uninvited guest"

Martis: Ashura's Teeth acquired!

The spectators as well as the Announcer was shocked,

*Brother when the hell did he took out those sinister looking daggers?*

*I don't know but the moment those daggers are out, chills spread throughout my body*

Martis: Correction, these are not daggers.

A question mark was one the faces of the listeners.

*Not daggers?*

*Even how many times I look at that, they look daggers to me*

Gale was lost in the confusion, she felt her heart beat like crazy. But not in a romantic way, it was the other way around. It was fear.

Martis: These gentlemen are short-swords, they are the ones that you are meeting in this ceremony.

Martis said with a smile on his face, obviously he was itching to test it on someone.

Eventhough the assassins went through a horrible taste of fear, they still showed courage.

*My senses are telling me not to engage that creepy weapon.*

*Buy me some time, I will enchant a spell*

*Got it brother*

The first assassin charged at Martis with full speed. He swept his dagger, knowing that Martis would block it.

Martis: Too light!

Martis blocked the swing of the assassin's dagger with just an effortless swing.

*SHIIIING!*

*TWINGGGGG!*

His eyes widened as he saw his dagger broke just coming in contact with Martis', the spectators couldn't believe what they saw and left their mouths wide open in awe.

Gale who could no longer understand what was happening, looked at Martis who seemed delighted to see the results of his short-swords.

The smiling Martis said:

"What beautiful blades"

As soon as the assassin landed, he used a skill [Retract] to return to his brother's side.

*What monstrous weapon, brother is it ready yet?*

*Not yet, a little bit more*

*No way I'm facing that weapon again, just coming near it gives me chills.*

*Just bear it a little longer will you?*

The other assassin clicked his tongue

*Tsk!*

Martis: Announcer is this fight still valid?

Announcer: Of course, neither one of them admitted defeat yeah?

Martis: Then I suppose, just need to end it.

Terror spread on the field like wildfire. Even Gale who was beside him all the time cannot comprehend as to why he possesses the short-swords.

*This is the last time I'm facing him alone*

The other assassin nodded.

*[Shadow Image]*

Another assassin emerged from his shadow, it was an immortal one.

*Look it's the famous ability from the other nation*

*Really stealthy*

The crowd felt a little happy when they saw hope from the losing side.

The assassin started to move as well as his shadow. Their movements are synchronized, they jumped at Martis who was waiting for their attack.

The assassin took out another dagger and pointed it against Martis.

[Shadow Assassinate][Retract]

The shadow he summoned disappeared and reappeared in front of Martis, who then dodged the shadow's swing.

He let his shadow deal with Martis as he does not want to cross swords with him again without their trump card.

Martis who knew that his current enemy is immortal. Started to block instead of dodging.

*Swisssssssh!*

*Ting*

*Swisssssh!*

*Ting!*

*Swisssssssh!*

*Ting!*

The relentless attack of the shadow didn't seem to tire out Martis.

And the last swing of the shadow gave out a loud noise

*Swiiii-

*Ting!*

CRACK!

The assassin tried to summon his shadow again but he couldn't do so.

*What did he do?*

His eyes widened again after realizing the reason why.

*The shadow grew afraid of his weapon too? Can abilities recognize fear?*

His face grew pale as he realize the reason.

The other assassin was ready.

*It is ready brother*

The shocked assassin came back to his senses upon hearing his brother's words.

*The fight earlier was a little embarrassing but this time you will pay for your arrogance.*

Martis: Ho? Do show me a good show, I'm getting bored of you getting shocked all the time.

The atmosphere was heavy but Martis statement lightened the atmosphere a little.

While the others chuckled the assassin brothers were red as tomato, it is true that they were shocked all the time but who could blame them?

*Brother*

*Yes brother*

Both: [Conqueror's Domain!]

The crowd felt the shook of the land below them, the tension on the air was rising.

But Martis remained calm as if he didn't even heard then invoke the ability.

*Look at him, he's still calm after they activated their ability*

*Maybe he doesn't know*

Gale: Martis, watch out!

The brothers appeared on both sides of Martis but Martis already expected that would happen, the brothers attacked at both sides to flank Martis.

Martis held the chains connecting the two short-sword and jumped while swinging the short-shorts to dodge and attack them both.

The two assassins manage to block the attack but lost their daggers instead.

*Even with our ability in effect, he is still too agile*

*It stings*

*Huh?*

The other assassin was grazed by Martis' short-swords.

Blood was dripping from his right cheek.

*Brother don't let that weapon graze you, the moment you do, it instantly weakens you*

*A weapon like that exist? It's a joke right?*

*Am I in a position to joke about something?*

*Oh! Right, sorry. Is it not poison?*

*No its not*

Martis who was still shocked about the effects of Ashura's Teeth smiled (as always).

Martis: Are you done?

*Even with Conqueror's Domain, you can still defeat us, who are you?!*

The same question was running on the minds of the spectators.

Gale who knew the answer looked around and saw the faces of the spectators. Envy, fear, hatred, despair, and anger showed on the faces of the spectators.

The Announcer who was beginning to puzzle everything he knew and saw in the fight, gasped

*Hu!*

Martis: What a cute ability, I barely even notice it. Let me show you what a true Conqueror's Domain is.

The Announcer who realized everything shouted:

Announcer: STOP!

Martis: [Conqueror's Domain]

The moment Martis spoke those words, negative aura spread throughout the field, the Chief even felt the chill from there.

*Tugs!*

*Tugs!*

The beat of his heart grew louder and louder by the second.

With a terrified look on his face he face the direction where the Warriors ceremony was held

Chief: What in the world has happened over there, if we can feel the chill from here, how are the ones closer to him feel.

At that moment the Chief Attendant came running in the room.

*Bugsh!*

The door was broken in a hurry.

Chief Attendant: My Lord, we must go there at once. It seems like the young Lord is going to fight them all.

The Chief stood in surprise

Chief: What?

Chief Attendant: Its true, the spy I sent relayed those words. And it seems like he is the one responsible for these phenomenon too.

Chief: Make haste, we are going to the ceremony.

The Chief Attendant readied their horses.

Meanwhile in the ceremony.

Martis: This is what a Conqueror's Domain should be.

Almost everyone lost their will to fight, the negative energy was so overwhelming that it made them breathe heavily. Even Gale was not exempted she too suffered as the others before her did.

Gale: Ma- Marti- -s

Gale tried her hardest to call him by his name but her body did not obey her.

Announcer: Please stop this insanity! I now know who you are!

The struggling bystanders looked at the Announcer as he speak Martis' real name.

Announcer: You are the new God of War!

Even with all the pressure around them, hearing the words "God of War" made them forget about the situation for a second.

Martis: [Cancel]

The negative aura was sucked up into Martis' body and everyone started to regain control over their bodies.

*To think that he is the new God of War, over these few hundred years.*

*This crazy aura was not of a mere mortal*

Thomas: You expect me to believe what the Announcer told us?

Martis: As I recall you are one of the few that barely stood against my Conqueror's Domain. Surely you have something good to show me.

Thomas who was still suffering from the effects stood firm.

Thomas: I will show you even greater show.

Thomas took out his weapon, a giant axe.

In response Martis summoned Ashura's Teeth in his hands.

Martis: Anyone want to join?

Everyone looked around, other who withstood his attack earlier declined.

*I'm sane enough to know what is bad*

*Me too*

Thomas who was not certain of the outcome started to shake.

Before anything was about to start, a huge rumbling was heard and the field was cover in dust. After the dust disappear, a person who seemed to have restraints all over his arms appeared. It was Rasha, Martis' personal guard who was infamous because of his overreaction all the time.

His furious eyes was fixed on Martis

Rasha: Young Lord! Interesting weapon you got there, want to spar?

Even though Rasha looked unreliable, he is a battle maniac too.

Martis who was not pleased by the results of his little charade, nodded.

Rasha and Martis' faces lit up as if they we haven't seen each other for years.

Dear Readers,

I'm sorry, it seems like the quality dropped a few levels. Because I have been busy, creating works written on my notebook and I was updating my other novels that are in the other contests. Please share what you felt like that dragged the story down. Thank you, I really appreciate it if you give your thoughts.