Some Rest
The skies above them seemingly matched the atmosphere around them, rapidly turning gray as thunderclouds started forming. Then…
"Amon!"
Thunder rolled as an arrow flew right past Amon's ear. The arrowhead nicked him ever so slightly, but otherwise, not even a single drop of blood escaped from his broken skin... Beside him, Bella stood stock still as she watched him not even move an inch. As he expected, he was right. The young king was too nervous to even land a straight shot.
Still, he was technically attacked, and that was all the reason he needed to fight back.
"Well?" Amon taunted. "I gave you your chance. Any other words?"
King Moller stammered as he fell on his horse. Bella was quick to move by his side, her stance at the ready once more as the assassins around them seemingly began to move. Now was where the real fight would start.
"K-Kill him! Don't let him leave this place alive!"