Not What He Had Expected

When the match had come to an end, the result was just as everyone had expected.

Prince Draco stood tall with his sword placed against his nephew's neck, displaying his victory today as well.

Fritzen raised his hands in defeat before taking a step back to move away from the sharp sword.

Horace and Sigma, who had been watching from the shadows, did not have any reason to step out and make their presence known as their Master had controlled his powers perfectly from beginning to end.

The two Princes sheathed their swords before placing them on the table nearby.

They then took their seat on a bench placed in the training area on which they could rest.

"I need to practice more…" Fritzen sighed as his progress was great but not up to his standards.

He wished to stand on par with his Uncle and for that, he needed to work harder than what he was doing right now.