The king watched the fight with his eyes fixed on the two people standing in front of him. The black-cloaked man was throwing one ball of energy after another while his youngest brother continued to dodge time and time again. Sometimes, Heath would also hit the energy balls with his frost sword that would also lead to a crack on his sword.
The black-cloaked man seemed to be powerful, and the smile on his lips made it seem like the fight wasn't even worth his frown. It was as if the black-cloaked man was completely at ease when fighting against the prince, while the latter was starting to get exhausted. He wiped the sweat from his forehead as he stared at the imposter and gritted his teeth.
