Swoosh! Clank! Bash! The clashes and blazing storms of weapons and magic that continued to attack one another, stabbing and also scorching each other's enemies, made a very beautiful desert become tarnished. Zein, that being blown away, floating in the air with his head dripping with blood, waiting for the right moment to launch an absolute counterattack at Alexandro.
Shadow chuckled at the stupidity committees by the young king and the greedy prince, Raihan is still trying to get out of the trap created by the mysterious young man. He keeps trying to create an opening for him to escape, but soon a strong blow hit his forehead from a bluish black shadow that rushed like lightning striking him.
“Oopsie, you won’t going anywhere, Raihan.”
“He knew me?” Raihan said on his mind surprised.