Chapter 7

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“I KNOW WE'RE ALL EAGER TO WITNESS THIS BUT TRUST ME, NO ONE'S MORE EAGER THAN THE FIGHTERS THEMSELVES!” Salva yells

“WHY DON'T I CALL THEM OUT!”

The crowd cheers in excitement

“FROM MY FAR LEFT, THE KING AMONGST KINGS, THE ALPHA AND THE PRESENT RULER OF ZOMDOMIA... KING LEO!" He praises and the whole stadium rumbles with the vibrations of the cheers from the crowd and Leo walks out of the entrance in his royal attire

“AND FROM MY FAR RIGHT, THE GREATEST DRAGON TAMING RECORD HOLDER IN THE WORLD WITH A TOTAL OF 987 DRAGONS, THE LAST STANDING PRINCE OF ZOMDOMIA, PRINCE ZOMPIRE!" He yells

There were a few cheers from the crowd but they were from some guys who looked like Zompire's friends.

Zompire walks out of his entrance also wearing his royal attire

“Interesting! Neither of the competitors are welding a weapon! Or do they plan on using their fists, or could it be that they plan on using magic instead?" The commentator yells as he flies above the ring creating a distance between him and the two fighters.

“Do you still plan on going through with this?” Leo asks taking off his right and hands it to a guard.

“What do you think?”

*Zompire's POV

At the sound of the horn, I immediately dashed towards my so called father aiming for his face but then…

*Crack*

That was the sound of my right arm breaking.

I immediately backed off to confirm. And yeah, it's broken. I couldn't even move a finger.

I turned to check if I was able to at least deal some damage but the monster was just standing there with a disappointed look on his face.

“Why don't you stop fooling around and come fight me yourself” he sighs

“It seems you figured me out!”

Honestly speaking, I knew using my double against my dad was a stupid idea.

“well of course” he said as he turned to mist “after all, you are my son”.

What's scary isn't the fact that he said it in a dark voice but rather it came from behind me with a knuckle popping out my chest.

*

“Does this mean the match is over?” someone from the crowd whispered

“I'm afraid” a guy in a cloak stood up “the match is just beginning” he adds as he jumped to the center of the stadium where the impaled Zompire was.

“It's okay now” he said as he placed his hand on Zompire’s face “you've done well” he adds as he tosses his cloak in the air.

There were gasps among the crowd as everyone was shocked to see another Zompire standing above the impaled Prince which turned to mist.

“Looks like the Prince used a double to assess his opponent’s strength not knowing that his Father did the same!” the commentator yelled

“It seems the apple indeed doesn't fall far from it's tree!” He adds.

“Since both fighters are now ready…” He lifts up his horn and takes a deep breath

*horns*

With the sound of the horn, both fighters vanished and all that could be felt were air pressure because of the impacts of their blows.

The fans cheered on while the two fighters got bloody and bruised up.

“Mother?” a familiar voice calls out from the VIP section.

“What's wrong my child” The Empress of Flames answered with her eyes focused on the battle.

“Do you think Zompire will be okay?” Zel approaches the Empress of Flames who is surprisingly her mother.

“Don't worry, the other rulers and I all agreed on stepping in if things gets out of hand”

“Pwahaha! That's right girlie!” The Gladiator exclaims as he gulps down on his bottled beverage

“Hah~ Little Miss Phoenix over here just wouldn't stop asking”

“Uncle Bolk, I told you to stop calling me that!” The Flame Empress sighs

“Just call me Zelda, like the rest do” she adds

“C'mon now, I'm not that old to be called uncle” Bolk smiles

“I'll have you know that the ladies still have me in their sights” he laughs

“Hoho~ I feel bad already for those ladies” Sir Hanz laughs stroking his long white beard

“What would you know about that? You were never out with the ladies anyway old man” Bolk says shaking his head

“If it annoys you that much, gross your own beard” Sir Hanz smiled still stroking his beard

“A long beard doesn't suit my fighting style. And don't try changing the topic on me!”

“Enough you three!” A voice echoed in their heads

“Cut that crap out you creepy skeleton!” Bolk yells turning to the Wizard of Souls

“It's just a mask you battle crazed barbarian” The Wizard answered with his own voice this time around

“I'm pretty much human than you very much”

“Ah! Uncle Luke it's been a while!” Zel smiles waving at The Wizard

“How have you been young one?” Luke answered as he turns to look at Zel

“You look astonishing in that outfit” he adds

“Thanks! I don't see James anywhere, did he perhaps stay back!”

“That boy won't miss a battle between his rival and a beast ” Luke laughed

“He's probably amongst the crowds”

“WHAT A HUGE TURN OF EVENT!!! IT SEEMS THE RESULT OF THIS BATTLE WILL SOON BE DECIDED!!!” Salva yells

“Hey now! You guys, isn't that...” Bolk says dropping his bottle

“Is he crazy? Does he want to kill everyone here asking with his son!?” Luke yells

“We need to stop this now!" Zelda stands looking worried

“Mother what's wrong? What's with that pose?” Zel asks out of concern

“That right there was what gave Leo the title ‘The Alpha’ ” Bolk sighs

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 07 ⏰

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