Paladins

Arthur squinted his eyes as he looked at the roaring flames, feeling the shaking of the arena beneath his feet. This was the sound of Arthur Silvera's end, and with this, he bought enough time for himself. 

He knew this solution wasn't optimal and it would only serve to stall for more time. If there was someone in the royal family or any other family that could see the future, they'd know he wasn't dead. 

However, this would be enough to throw them off. To direct the public's attention toward the fall of the young hero. The Ilios Empire would have a hard time locating him from now on. He'd go off the radar for now as he gets stronger. 

"What… are… you…" The Ender tried to clutch his leg but Arthur looked at him and waved his hand as fire engulfed the nether being, burning it to ashes. Its hoarse screams resounded throughout the arena as it disappeared.