William Leoda: You Will Help me!

"Are you done with your attacks? It should be my turn right?"

William looks towards Spear and realized Spear has no iota of fear or panic on his face, it became clear to William that Spear probably do not think he can win or even kill him, it almost as if he was waiting for William to make his moves, this attitude of his amuse William to know end.

Spear danger sense suddenly screams at him as he quickly try to forcefully move back, which he successfully did this time, moving four meter to the back with a single jump.

[What the hell?] Spear thought. He looked towards William suspiciously, William right hand was loosely by his side but when Spear look toward his left hand and he saw was William was holding on to, he immediately look at himself, what he saw horrified him.

[What happened? l only sense danger to my life and l moved back immediately l sensed it, how? When? What did he do? How did he do it?] Spear questioned himself.

Spear quickly moves back another two meter, finally fear surfaced on his face.

***Flash back a few seconds ago*** In Slow-Mo***

"Are you done with your attacks? It should be my turn right?" 

Immediately William said this, his right hand dropped Spear left hand, at a speed that surpassed Spear eyes, even his danger sense fail to pick up on this.

William make a quick draw of his left side sword and cut off Spear right hand that he was still holding on to, while also making a cut across his chest along with it.

The returning of his sword back to the scabbard, this action was what triggers Spear of danger, not the drawing of the sword in itself.

***Back to present***

"I was planning on taking both your arms but a win is a win. And you are right, am a weapon user, not a hand to hand combat master" William said more to himself than Spear who is currently still questioning himself on how William was able to move that fast.

[I will have to be careful of those swords] At the end of it all, no one is ever prepared for death, especially when you get to fight it out or suddenly look at it in the eye after countless years of living. Spear thought he has come to terms with whatever happens to him after what the king did to the Welis and Leoda families, and even his own family, but no, here he is again scared of death when it finally comes to knock on his door.

This fear, which he also wonder where it was coming from, its back and the thought of running away from this fight his in have already start to linger at the edge of his mind.

He was hailed as a battle maniac but those are battles and fights that he was sure he can win, and ever since he became the first aide there have been no fight he could not win but right now he does not see himself winning or even coming close to it.

He already lost his right hand; he never was a good left hand user. And running away right now, feels like the only choice he has left but he knows it also a very bad one. Never turn your back to an enemy.

"Running away is also an option for you but it will only delayed the inevitable"

"Don't get corky with me boy" Spear try to stop the bleeding from his right hand which was cut a bit above the elbow, as bad things come in twos, the slice across his chest finally open up that blood gush out of it, it at this moment Spear confident finally break apart because it now Spear takes notice of the second wound.

[Damn, what other places did this bastard cut me] he quickly try to stop the blood from his chest, the cut across his chest is so clean and neat that its barely even visible, it probably the width of William's sword, the opening of it is very minute but it goes quite deep into Spear chest.

In fact focusing on the cut to the chest, Spear marvels the precision of William, when he send he energy to the cut, it right in the middle of the Manubrium, cutting into the first true rib, from end to end, William will have cut into is left Clavicle if he had push his sword in a bit more.

He quickly regulates his energy to stem the bleeding in his hand and chest area.

"Let's end this farce now. I have more ants to kill"

"Why don't you think this through William, you don't even know where they are or leave, how will you fine them: you need me and my help boy"

"Why will l go look for them? I can't believe the almighty Spear, the first king's aide is this stupid" William looked towards Spear like a little child who is wondering and confused about what type of a boring clown is in front of him.

Spear eyes almost pop out of their sockets as his brain tries to figure out what William meant by what he just said.

"You will help me in forcing them out"

William slowly draws his left waist sword with his right hand and starts to slowly walk towards Spear.

But with every step William take forward, Spear takes one backward. Spear knows it a futile effort to try out run William. He simply not built for speed, he always overwhelms his enemies with unparalleled strength but even his strength now can save him.

[Is this what Alex felt? NO]