The King, the Witch, and the Terrorist

The king and the witch jerked to the side. A small distance from them was a thin man in a long robe, stretching his arm, and a guy with a wide straw hat fidgeting next to him.

"Ah, even that stone's after-effects are so overwhelming," the guy said with a playful grin. He stretched his arms in and out and tried to relax his muscles with an impressed look on his face. Right then, a spear of wire and water both rushed to the man who leaned on his back and bent as far as he could to dodge the attacks.

Vanessa and the king had attacked him with their skills. Despite that crazy face off right there, they didn't lose any amount of punch in their attacks. In fact, I thought they were stronger. True monsters looked like this, even I couldn't match up to Vanessa and her extensive abilities.

"A clown has jumped in. This is no circus. Shoo, shoo," Vanessa said.