Long ago, when the earth was new, there was an age of peace and prosperity for all people, until the concepts of war, greed, lust and deception came in. Fearing what could happen, God decided to make a barrier storm that was impenetrable and impossi...
the day was going good until two of Connor's Ex-girlfriends try to attack Igraine and King Arthur until both Connor and Sven block their strikes, making everyone enter their battle positions, Igraine was shocked that Connor used his shield to block a bigger one as Ritsuka runs up to her and apologizes to Connor, but he wasn't having any of it as he bitch-slaps him out of the way.
Connor: HOW DARE YOU SIC YOUR PET ON IGRAINE OF CAMELOT!
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Ritsuka: I'm sorry, it shouldn't be like this, but the dragon that killed Tiamat insulted Saber and Mash was angered that you're a knight.
Sven: so, are you trying to get on my nerves now, CONNOR, CHANGE ME!
Connor: nay, these thots ain't worth your fury.
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Saber: then Mash and I challenge you to a duel, winner gets to be king, princess and all, do you accept it?
Connor then just stares at the smug servant with rage as King Arthur accepts the terms, making the young warrior's eyes flash a draconic red, making Eli and his lovers look at him with concern.
Eli: Connor, I think you should calm down.
Connor: why, the whore and the false king will meet their end, once and for all!
[training grounds, night]
Sven and Troia, Donna's hero name, was watching his friend train to his limit as he swings his sword against many enemy constructs made by Donatello's hologram technology, from demons to enemy aliens, he wasn't aware that he was getting covered in an unknown aura that burns the constructs.
Sven: may the gods of Asgard help him on his way.
Troia: as will Olympus.
[the next day]
everyone was seeing the duel take place as Connor and Arthur ready themselves, the former was eyeing the prideful bitch with draconic anger as the latter gets his attention.
Arthur: art thou alright, it seems you're waiting for blood to spill.
Connor: I apologize, your majesty, it's Artoria, her ego and pride while saying she'll win just pisses me off. if she wins, she will have Igraine to herself or give her to a harem, which i will not allow, even if me or Mordred have anything to say about it.
