The Fallen King

It was as if time was flowing more slowly. The battle between the two kings was a sight that both shocked and excited people at the same time. But the rapidly changing situation came as even more of a shock to them. Seeing that King Jarfa was running away, they all thought that Arias was about to win. But when Arias was suddenly captured by King Jarfa’s magic skill, a loud cheer echoed through the battlefield. However, the situation changed once again when the Arias who was caught was nothing but an illusion.

But as people were looking up at the battle in the sky with anticipation, they had no idea that an archer was hiding on a hill to ambush Arias from afar. He narrowed his eyes, a cruel smile lifting the corner of his mouth.

WHOOSHHH!!

An arrow cut through the air at the speed of lightning. However, this arrow was shot from somewhere else, and its target was the archer hiding on the hill.

SHICK!

“ARGHHH!! My hand.”