Outside the throne room.
The lords who were fighting for the fake sword of destruction also heard the bell.
"That bell, what does it mean," one of the lords asked. They were shocked to hear it.
Two young lords who were holding on to the sword were also a bit confused. "What is going on?" They turned to each other.
"I think someone has been successfully crowned as king," another lord said looking at the two men holding on to the sword.
"What?" One of the men got distracted, so the other used the opportunity to pull the sword out of his grip.
"What the point, someone already seats on the throne," the lord who just got the sword pulled out of his hand said.
"So? With the sword of destruction in my hand I will defeat whoever is seated on the throne," the lord holding on to the sword said with confidence.
"That right," the lords who were close to him agreed.
