Chapter Eleven: Escape at last...

Luther and his brothers slowly entered the ring. They studied the other, each waiting for one to attack. The crowd watched on, and the intense anticipation could be felt all over the arena. Luther smiled, grinning evilly. No doubt, they were all hoping that his brothers could defeat him, just as Stev had done.

Thinking of Stev made him remember the relationship he had with Glovia. He wished that she could be in the arena to watch him fight, but he would rather she remained in his room. He had to teach her a lesson while he stood his ground.

He looked at his brothers and took a deep breath. They were all still circling each other. Tired of waiting, Luther struck Melik first with a sudden magical blow, sending his brother flying several feet away. His other brother, Han, who was the youngest, flew towards him in rage, with his sword held high. Luther released another magic stream towards him, causing him to land heavily on the ground in a heap.

Luther glanced at the purple glow of his