~Man lives in a world of surmise, of mystery, of uncertainties~
-John Dewey
"It is this master who now tells you to stand down! Even if there were three of you combined, you still would not be my match." Sect leader Zayon continued easily.
The strange warrior's gaze wavered a little and it was obvious his previous confidence had faltered, however just as the warriors all thought he would surrender, the strange warrior did something shocking... leaping over sect leader Zayon, he dashed for crown prince Jaran with lightening speed.
"Your highness!" Sect leader Zayon yelled in warning. The speed of the shapeshifter warrior in that split second was impressive, in the blink of an eye, the shapeshifter warrior had already arrived before the crown prince, palm outstretched.
