Arslan Senki: The Witch

Duel's Outcome

Cheers of victory came from Rajendra's men. Even the once depressed Parsians were overcome with joy.

Even Elam and Alfarīd, who were always butting heads, clasped their hands together.

"I can't believe it!" She jumped up and down.

"Why not? It's Lord Daryun!" He laughed.

Daryun wiped the sweat and ash from his forehead, before turning to the prince.

"Thank the gods..." Arslan muttered.

Daryun bowed with a smile, and Arslan suddenly dropped to his knees with a heavy chest.

"Your highness?!" Narsus fretted.

"I'm relieved is all." He dismissed.

The sound of a chair being thrown interrupted the celebration, along with Gahdevi's cry of:

"I DON'T ACCEPT!"

The King's eyes widened as Gahdevi began to stomp his foot like a child. "No! It must be wrong! This verdict is unjust; any fool can see that!"

"Think about what you're saying." Rajendra said in shock. "You would challenge a judgement made by the gods themselves?"

"Cursed brother! Cursed gods! Don't you see?" He said rhetorically. "Obviously, the gods are wrong!"

Gahdevi withdrew his sword, and pointed it at his own father.

Farangis took a protective approach, and placed herself in front of the prince, just incase.

"He's only now realizing something I've known a long while." Gieve said. "The gods are constantly making mistakes, yet it's always we humans who live with the consequences."

"Stop this madness, son." The king reached out a hand. Gahdevi only pointed his blade further into his person space.

"They are wrong. Correct their mistake and yield me the throne." He demanded. "Do not make me harm you."

"You've truly gone made!" Rajendra said, stepping between the two and taking out his own sword.

"If you'd only been content to stay in your place...none of this would have happened! Royal guardsman!" He called out.

More than two dozen of Gahdevi's soldiers came out from behind a curtain.

"Kill Rajendra! He and his men and frauds and liars!"

Rajendra took a similar approach and called his own men. "Men! The king is threatened! Take the traitor Gahdevi!"

"Rajendra must die!"

They two opposing armies hopped over the stands and charged for each other, unsheathing their swords.

And with that, both their armies broke out into war.

Arslan and his company quietly slipped out the back. Narsus said, "The interest of parties can solve any further dispute. Let's go. We don't wish to be caught up in this."

Narsus made a noise of surprise. The yelling was getting increasingly louder, until they saw Reno holding off a group of Sindhuran men who trying to kill him to get past and get to Arslan.

"Get a move on!" He ordered them, but turning his attention away, he was cut down by one of the soldiers and trampled over, and a large group of them came towards the company.

Narsus held a front, his side guarded by Elam. "Lord Narsus!"

"We were invited here!" Alfarīd said as she faced off another soldier. "Louths!"