Minister Dayato swallowed his rage, never expected this. Lug would always keep his allies near himself not to put crowns on their heads. Chains on their neck were more close to his way. So not a fair future this Taramusian prince should expect at all. A land without citizens cannot make a real Kingdome! He may intend to become king of rats underground. It was what the minister thought.
Both elf masters bounced on the top of a rock. Their hair flew behind them. As they were fast, the hell-spirit seized and bared its bloody teeth seemed to have been seeking this kid. But toward this combat elves had no chance to run. They had to give it a combat dance. Its heads flew in the air then laid on the ground and burned. They watched it turning to ash.
"How is the kid doing?" Bayan asked.
