With jaws clenched, Drayce let his gaze roam round, however there was nonetheless no signal of the agreed-upon sign that meant the 2 princes had been protected. 

“King Drayce, I can see your nervousness now. I’ve at all times identified, although they name you a satan, you might be nothing like that. Your coronary heart is delicate like that of a lady’s,” the marquis laughed loudly, his voice echoing in all places. 

When his gaze returned to the severely injured man on the bottom, one thing inside Drayce snapped. The anger that was brewing earlier was now roaring to be launched. The satan inside him that he by no means needed to convey out was prepared to point out up and run rampantly. 

His blood was calling out to him…

Slayer was not simply his knight however his good friend. That they had identified one another since they had been children, and seeing him in such situation was sufficient to interrupt the partitions that had stored the satan within him. What extra, he had no thought how Arlan was faring. If what this Godfrey Percy was saying was true…

How may he stay calm when these closest to him had been harmed?

Marquis Percy broadened his grin, his gaze switching backwards and forwards between Drayce and Slayer. “Now, I need to change my plan. As a substitute of letting this knight see his king’s dying, I would love his king to cry over his knight’s dying.” The marquis signaled his males. “Minimize all his limbs!”

Earlier than the troopers may take a single step in the direction of Slayer, all the Barknor Fortress shook as if there was an earthquake. The stone buildings round them swayed, and the bottom beneath their toes cracked. Behind Drayce, the tallest tower of the Marquis’ fort may very well be seen crumbling into damage.

Destruction.

Spoil.

In a matter of a number of seconds, all the fortress had seemingly began to break down. Troopers and civilians alike needed to seek for one thing to seize on to stability themselves to face steadily, whereas the remainder began to run about to hunt shelter from collapsing stone buildings.

Nevertheless, for the initially self-satisfied Marquis Percy, the world appeared to have zoomed in on a single level. His total physique had turn out to be frozen in concern and disbelief. He didn’t even understand that the horse beside him had run away. As a substitute, his total consideration was on the individual in entrance of him. 

An individual who didn’t appear human for the time being.

Even Sir Berolt and different knights could not imagine what was taking place, however after they remembered the rumor concerning the King of Megaris, they felt each concern and pleasure at having such a powerful and fierce ally.

Crimson eyes turned darker as if flames had been burning inside them stared down on the trembling marquis.

“Dray!” 

A hoarse, pained voice broke via the thick chaos inside Drayce’s thoughts, bringing readability again to these crimson eyes and stopping their proprietor from getting consumed by rage.

Simply because the flames in these crimson eyes vanished, the bottom stopped shaking. Drayce appeared down in the direction of his toes. Slayer, who had crawled down the quick distance between them, had grabbed onto his king’s ankle and checked out him together with his teary and pain-filled eyes.

“Dray! Do not,” Slayer mentioned as he coughed blood.

Now that the earthquake had stopped, nearly all of the individuals had calmed down sufficient to assume rationally.

‘It must be a pure catastrophe!’

As army individuals, they discovered it unimaginable to imagine that the unholy rumor concerning the King of Megaris was true. Even when it had been, the King of Megaris shouldn’t have the power that might solely belong to a god, or else the continent ought to have lengthy been united below the banner of Megaris.

‘It’s pure coincidence!’

With renewed vigor, Marquis Percy signaled his troopers to get Slayer. However even earlier than they might attain Slayer, they discovered themselves thrown distant earlier than they might come shut.

Drayce’s eyes had been mounted on Slayer. There was no approach he would let anybody contact his good friend.

It stunned the marquis and everybody else. Nobody had touched the troopers. They had been repelled as if there was an invisible power working in opposition to them. Though they’d heard the rumors about him being a satan’s son,  they had been reluctant to just accept such tall tales. Solely commoners and bored nobles would imagine that. 

However with what they witnessed now, it could be silly of them to proceed doubting their senses.

“Look forward to me. Do not go out!” Drayce mentioned to Slayer, who checked out him with eyes filled with belief. 

Slayer did not care a lot for his accidents, however he cared for his order as he didn’t need to disappoint his liege anymore. He knew his king would make every little thing proper, and they’d make their approach out of this fortress even with out his king utilizing his powers. Although he was unsure how lengthy he may maintain again, he would struggle to maintain his consciousness intact and watch his king gracefully slaughter the enemies.

Drayce checked out Sir Berolt and the opposite knights. “Defend him until I end.” 

“As per your order, Your Majesty,” Sir Berolt replied with a tightened grip on his sword, and the opposite knights joined him as effectively to kind a semi-circle across the injured Slayer. 

Drayce stepped forward in the direction of the marquis, leaving Slayer and the remainder of the group behind. He pointed his empty hand in the direction of the bottom, and one of many bloody swords from a fallen soldier fled in the direction of his hand. 

Marquis Percy flinched upon seeing Drayce displaying off one other of his powers. 

Drayce rotated his wrists as a warm-up for wielding two swords. With the flawless motion of the swords on every of his fingers, it may very well be seen that he was a veteran of twin swords. 

Drayce’s fiery crimson eyes glared on the marquis. “You’ll remorse not dying within the final battle.”

Marquis Percy was shaken inside to search out himself in opposition to such a terrifying opponent, however he tried to cover he was affected and spoke with a mocking smile. “I heard the King of Megaris believes in a good struggle, however with these powers….”