Kings and Heirs

-Chapter XV- -Knights and Snakes-

Five men walking towards the Knights of the new world stood among the trees. When they whispered between them, they kept walking. One person was left behind, and he was their leader. Alwis... It had already been chosen, who would fight with whom.

Ariel would come up against Wuli, who was old and wise. The silver-haired Aztea was very similar to Vaermina with the type of weapon she used. So the two would fight. Looking like their bravest and most ferocious, Wedge seemed to compete with Hellfire with his ferocity. The last one was Alwis's right-hand man, the strongest and quietest Glorr of the Ancient Ones. Glorr seemed eager to fight Faelyn. They started running towards each other.

Ariel was against Wuli. As they looked at each other, Ariel pulled out her sword. Wuli seemed to develop a strategy with his intelligence. Ariel was running as fast as wind, she jumped into the air like a kangaroo. Wuli planned to block every attack possibility by turning his stick around. Ariel glided through the air like a bird and delivered a swift and powerful blow with her sword. Even if it seemed impossible, Wuli was able to block the sword with silver blades on both sides of his stick. Ariel began to strike from all sides. Even if her wrist muscles were tired, she wouldn't give up. She raised her sword and struck with all her remaining power. Wuli stopped even that. This wise man, who fought so defensively, used his two-pronged sword-like weapon skillfully. Ariel was stunned. She's never met anyone like this before, except Faelyn. She took a few steps backward and walked away from her opponent. The girl watching her opponent with her frowned eyebrows didn't know what kind of attack she had to make. Suddenly, Wuli grabbed his stick sideways. He gripped the stick tightly with both hands and started swinging very quickly. The stick was spinning so fast that its blades could cut a tree in half in a single blow. The old man just started running. Even though he looked really old, he was very energetic and fast. He was attacking Ariel's head with his weapon and then her feet. Ariel was trying to block every attack, but her opponent was too fast. Ariel failed to see an attack, and a blade from the two-pronged stick injured Ariel's arm. The girl fell to her knees in pain. The blood began to gush from the cut of her arm. She felt her pulse and then her eyes become blood-red. Her fast-beating heartbeats were giving tension. When her blood spilled on the ground, she barely had the strength to say a few words. "Blood Sacrifice..."

Wuli was approached her to finish her off. His calm was unprecedented. He was walking slowly but firmly. When he got to the side of her gasping body, he unleashed his stick one last time and took the finishing blow. It wasn't her sword that prevented this attack, it was her wingspan, made of blood-red. Suddenly she turned her head towards the Wuli and her red eyes frightened the old man. When Wuli was going to take the defense again, Ariel quickly stood up and struck the old man with her sword, giving him no time to think. Wuli's stick was about to break. She looked like an angel. Ariel rose rapidly to the sky with her wings. She landed her final blow to Wuli, as she quickly plummeted from the sky to the ground. Wuli... prevented that too. but his stick was broken and he was unarmed. Fear engulfed the old man's entire body. Ariel gathered all her strength and started talking. "You're weak. Die." She plunged her sword into the old man's heart and cut his belly as if she were dancing. As Wuli slowly fell to the ground, his body began to turn to dust. When his whole body turned to dust, all that was left was his bones.

Vaermina and Aztea faced off. Aztea was acting to show her ego, and Vaermina was watching her every move. They circled each other. They were both quick and lethal as assassins. But only one of them would come out alive. Aztea pulled out her daggers. The blades that made of steel, had stems made of deer antlers. Vaermina crouched down to the ground. She took her hand a concealing thin-tipped and hard-to-see dagger that stood at the base of her boot. She leaps and runs like a cheetah. Aztea smiled as she waited for Vaermina. Vaermina passed Aztea's behind and threw the little knife she had hidden in her hand at her. Aztea laughed at this simple attack and blocked the Iron Blade with her dagger. Vaermina was running around the girl and would attack at the slightest gap. It was time for Aztea to fight back. She revealed her ferocity and ruthlessness and jumped over Vaermina, like a lion hunting cheetahs.

The daggers collided with each other. Both girls were exhausted and gasping for breath. Vaermina closed her pointed eyes watching Aztea and took a deep breath. Time seemed to stop for her. She came up with a plan right away. At the time, Aztea was resting and ready to fight. The girls, who started running at each other with their daggers, were as fast as light. They grazed each other, and their daggers were the only ones that collided. Aztea thought she dodged Vaermina until she noticed the burn on her abdomen. Vaermina pulled out a small poisoned knife from a small bag on her belt while she was running. Aztea lost her all speed. She couldn't feel her legs because the poison had left her paralyzed. She suddenly fell to the ground and started shaking. The poison had taken over her entire body. Vaermina approached her opponent and held her dagger firmly. Barely breathing Aztea was slowly turning to dust. She disappeared shortly afterward. Vaermina was injured and passed out in the final collision no matter how much she beat her opponent.

Wedge was facing Hellfire. These two wild men were growling at each other like roars. Wedge had both his axes in his hands and was prepared. Hellfire's got fires coming out of his hands like he was excited to kill his opponent.

Wedge was swinging his axes from side to side. Hellfire was more trying to attack than escape. His flaming fists had trouble hitting his enemy. Wedge succumbed to his anger, hitting his ax too heavily and losing control. At the time, Hellfire held his opponent's shoulder firmly. Wedge's burning arms could stand even if it gave him a few. Hellfire threw his opponent to the ground and Wedge rolled on the ground. The man walking away from hellfire threw one of the axes at him. The ax hit Hellfire's left shoulder. Hellfire felt a great deal of pain. The ax had left a cut so deep that it could have severed Hellfire's arm if it had been thrown a little stronger and faster. The man writhed on the floor in pain. Wedge, who looked like a barbarian, was just about to stab his other ax, and Hellfire's whole body started burning. The man on fire ignored all the pain he felt and stood up. The wound on his left shoulder was slowing him down. Hellfire snapped his fingers as Wedge began running towards him. Every time he snaps his fingers, Wedge was burning. The flames were so hot and violent that even the grass burned to the ground. Hellfire stopped while Wedge was left skin and bones. He wrapped his hands around wedge's throat. "Feel the hellfire!"Suddenly, Wedge turned to dust like the others, and his bones were left behind. Hellfire was desperate, and he destroyed the remaining bones of his opponent with his fire.

Glorr was the only one left of the ancient ones. He drew his sword and went up against Faelyn. Glorr could hear Faelyn's breath. They started running towards each other and the swords collided. Xelrath was attacking one hand, Faelyn on the other, and Glorr was blocking all these attacks.

They were tired after the swords clashed for a long time. Glorr was so powerful and he could even resist Xelrath. They both swung their swords with great force, and the swords struck each other so hard that the whole forest echoed with the sound of two steel. Glorr began to push his sword towards Faelyn. Just when Faelyn dropped his guard, Xelrath went on the attack and tightly wound Glorr's legs. It seemed impossible for Glorr to move. Seeing this as an opportunity, Faelyn ran over the man with her sword. Faelyn swung his sword to the right and Glorr blocked that attack. But that wasn't the attack Faelyn had in mind. Xelrath released Glorr's leg, hugging Glorr's throat and knocked the man to the ground. Swaying his legs and arm to get away, Glorr was in a desperate situation. Faelyn came to Glorr's side waving her sword in the air. "You looked stronger than you were. It's a shame..."Faelyn plunged a sword into the man's heart and pushed it as deep as she could. The age of the old ones was over. It was the Knights who destroyed the Snakes...