A Fight to the Death

"Clang…" their swords met again and Kal couldn't help but grit his teeth in pain and alarm, shocked and trying to comprehend where King Locsn got the strength he had suddenly used on him.

"You look surprised," King Locan said with a big smirk on his face as he instantly attacked Kal with the same strength as the one he used before, not surprised to see Kal barely defend it as his sword arm got a deep dash for his incompetence.

Watching on the sidelines, even Geran was shocked since he couldn't understand what was suddenly happening to Kal, who suddenly seemed much weaker than King Locan compared to before.

"Swish…swish…slash,"

Blood splintered out of the gaping hole in Kal's left arm where it was supposed to be, with King Locan making a show of wiping his face that had been coated with elven blood on his sword with relish.

"I'm going to enjoy watching you die," Locan said to Kal with a big smile on his face, digging his hands into his shirt and bringing out the necklace underneath it,