"It's me what?", Archer replied and finishing his swing pushed the Genie away.
"You're his sucessor.", the Shajiin said and started to flail his arms creating wind blades that were flying towards Archer.
"Sucessor?", Archer didn't understand but together with Nightmare he was able to cut every attack that was directed at him. What made him felt a little different after a while.
[Archer: What is this?]
[Titania: What?]
[Archer: I'm responding quiet well to his movements but I don't think I'm on his level.]
[Monkey King: We must say to him.]
[Nathaniel: We can't. He must learn by himself.]
[Monkey King: I don't care about this. He's the one that I was waiting for centuries. Listen, Archer...]
[The Kings and Queens initiated a poll to stop or not the Monkey King's speech.]
[Nathaniel: I told you, ***.]
