Prince Findir of The Northern Wind (12)
Everybody looked towards him as the royal assassin disappeared from her place in the center of the ring. It was free and up for the taking, but as always, there was a bit of hesitancy. Some would rather not take the risk while the more powerful ones can't even bother… but I enjoy this way too much. Seeing their humiliated and defeated expressions pleases me to no end.
The echoes of my servant resonated through the crowd and with a large joyous smile, that sadistic bastard pointed toward that arrogant brat. With jagged white tattoos and mystical white eyes, he was sure to be a hotshot… so we might as well take him down now.
"You. Come up."
"Drerno! What are you doing!" A hand clapped against my back and as I turned around, I saw the campus queen right before my very eyes. Her disturbed and nervous expression was exhilarating to witness as the boy she had been previously caring for was about to get eradicated.