Enemies or Allies? (Pt. I)

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Arthrole was having the time of his life facing against the Knights of Aequeros. His Glisteratic Spear shone brilliant blue under the reflection of the sun, filtered by the surface of the water.

A single strong twirl and thrust to the front of his spear were enough to knock the oncoming mermen back, causing them to slam themselves onto the sandy ground. Scratches and minor scars were everywhere, a result of being rubbed with the unexpectedly sharp grey sands.

"Is this all you got?!" Arthrole exclaimed with slight irritation in his voice, though the disappointment was there as well. "I expect more coming from the Knights of Aequeros. You couldn't even give me one scratch, how in Gaia's name would you be able to defend this kingdom?"

"Ugh..."

"Kkk--!!! Curse you, you traitor...!"