"Now, come to me, Your Highness Ethan." She delved her hands under the cloak and simply stood there.
Ethan flicked his eyes up quickly, mouth locked tight. This imbecile princess dared to provoke me with my title. Although she used his title, the intonation of the lady showed that she was indeed mocking him.
As the true practitioner of the sea warrior, he launched his first attack without giving Elizebeth the time to be prepared. The growl of the thunder above grew bigger as the black clouds crowded on top of the king.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The lightning thunder soon was subjected to her. Thousands of lightning thunders attacked Elizebeth with none successfully landing on her.
She ducked the attack gracefully as a swan danced in the lake. Her hair fluttered beautifully, her sharp eyes rolled around to identify the upcoming attack at ease.
