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Chapter Forty One: Drawing red with silver
Skye Bloom
As the chaos continued to ensue, opposing foes battled each other to death or if not- severe injury. Arthur fought off his family all at once, he is indeed the strongest among them as he managed to pushed his family back.
Arthur using his sturdy and large wings flicked off his younger siblings with ease. His fire consumed the entire forest and his father could barely defend against it. His father roared expressing his frustration and disappointment with Arthur.
Through telepathy, his father said to him, "You dare disobey your own family for some worthless girl?"
"She's not worthless and she's my girl."
"I already detest that she's JD's bride but now... you?" He continued pushing forward, "I'll just have to kill her myself!"
Arthur scathed his father with his claw as he threatened, "I won't let you. I'll
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