"Hahaha!!!" One of the rogues laughed, and he stepped out of the group. "My name is Fisher, who wants to fight me?" Cyrus and Chen gave him a puzzled look.
A lady wearing a long red cape, with a hood covering her head, makes it impossible for them to look at her face.
"You take the werewolf since he's your kind, I will handle the vampire." Her voice sounded like a sweet lullaby.
Chen and Cyrus looked at each other, Rose hid under the desk praying for the fight to end.
BACK IN THE PALACE.
Ella was fuming red in anger. Trent on the other hand was unaware of what he was saying wrong.
"I am exhausted, I want to go to sleep," she said facing the door.
"Fine. Gatherial!"
A woman appeared out of nowhere shocking Ella.
She was dressed in a butler outfit, she had a blue short bob hairstyle. Her pupil was larger than usual and peach in color.
"My lord," she bowed her head and placed her hand across her chest.
"Take Miss Ella to my room."
"She nodded her head before leading the way, The king and Acher quickly hid behind the large opened door.
Gatherial and Ella left. Trent stood in the empty room staring at the painting. "You can come out now." The king and Acher walked in.
"Way to ruin a perfect relationship." Acher stood by his left while the king stood by his right.
Gatherial opened the door and Ella walked in, Ella blinked her eyes twice and turn to look at Gatherial. "You brought me to the wrong room."
"It isn't, Prince Trent said to arrange the room to look like a girl's room."
Ella was touched. The walls were covered with a pink paper wall, pink fluffy chairs, a pink wardrobe and dressing mirror, a huge pink bed, and large pink teddy bears.
Tears rolled down her eyes. "He's so sweet and annoying." she sniffed and cleaned the tears off, she raised her head and blink her eyes to stop herself from crying.
Gatherial bowed her head and left.
BACK AT THE HOSPITAL.
BOOM!!!!, Chen back hit, the wooden wall breaking it into pieces. "Are you ok?" Cyrus who was on the other side of the room asked.
"I am ok." He stood up, from the floor, massage his left shoulder, and moved it in a circular motion.
Cyrus gritted his teeth, the witch was not an easy foe to deal with.
The dolls kept coming out of the big shadow on the ground.
"What is the problem, vampire boy? Do you just realize how useless you are against my dolls?" she sneered at him.
Cyrus clenched his fist 👊 in anger.
The dolls opened their mouths and started shooting spikes at him, using his super speed he dodged all the spikes, he tried to reach her but a doll shot out from the ground and punctured Cyrus's abdomen. Cyrus fell to the ground and held his stomach.
She snickered at him.
"Look, Estella took down one of the dragon flame clans." she laughed mockingly at him.
Cyrus grunted in pain. If Trent was here he would have defeated the lady by now.
Yes Trent, his number one enemy. A year before Trent came he was the best, the only thing could use to boost his confidence and gloat to his siblings ended as soon as Trent joined the organization. Cyrus was the weakest among his siblings, his development was slow and he couldn't use his powers like his brother and sister.
"Weak, useless, why don't you just die and save our family from disgrace."
He could hear their voices.
"Are you dead?" she asked with a smirk on her face.
"You aren't focusing." The young Cyrus looked at the beautiful lady with a sinful body seated on the tree he was facing.
He was practicing how to use the family gift on the rabbit he tied to the tree.
"Do you know why your grandfather can use his ability without the need to touch his enemy?" Her seductive lips pulled into a smile.
"No, I do not."
"Because he focuses."
"Well, well well, looks like it is time for you to die." The witch smiled evilly.
Cyrus closed his eyes. He could feel her body heat. She started to feel hot, it was like her inside was boiling.
The entire area became hot,
"Because he focuses." he heard Aurelia's voice again.
Poof!!! She busted, all the rogues were shocked and the entire place became quiet.
A security guard ran through the hallway, opened the door, and rushed in.
"The hospital is under attack!!" the guy yelled whilst breathing heavily.
Romulus' eyes narrowed, and Ria looked at him with shock.
Fisher rushed at Chen again, he tried to punch Chen but Chen caught his hand and swiftly turned to the side, he straightened his hand and fingers and hit a nerve point on fisher's hand. Fisher's hand fell asleep.
The Chen family snake style.
He bent his hand and made it look like a snake. Fisher used speed to run and jumped in the air, trying to kick Chen but Chen bent backward and the guy flew over, Chen used his hand again to hit a nerve point in Fisher's leg.
Fisher's leg went to sleep too; this pissed him off.
Cyrus was unconscious on the floor, the rest of the rogues dashed towards him but stopped when they heard a piano playing.
Romulus was seated on a beautifully designed back chair with an extraordinarily large piano.
A thread surrounded them, The thread pushed Chen and Cyrus away before enclosing the rogues.
Chen ran to Cyrus was still unconscious and the wound on his stomach didn't heal.
Chen heard them screaming after a minute the thread disappeared.
Chen almost forgot to breathe, all he could see were dried-up corpses.
"I see you used your sinful ability, he saw a white light taking a human shape. Elder Aurelia stood in a white turtle neck gown.
"Welcome Aurelia, unfortunately, you're late for the party," Romulus said.
She rolled her eyes and looked at the mess created.
She gasped when her eyes landed on Cyrus, she rushed toward him,
"The boy has grown stronger, it would be a pity if he dies." Romulus stood up from his seat, his long rope swept the floor as he walked.
Aurelia tried to heal him but it didn't work. "Is a high-grade curse."
She looked worriedly at Cyrus.
"Can you keep him alive for at least another Twenty hours?" Romulus asked.
"Is Aelfric coming?" Romulus noted and her face brightened.
"Yes, I can keep him alive for that long."
"Chen, can you take Cyrus to one of the Vip wards?"
"Yes sir." He gently carried Cyrus and left.
"Looks like the old man of the Dragon clan would be pleased to hear this," Romulus said.
"Of course, he would be pleased, someone is now able to use the ability without the need to touch their opponents. Is truly a blessing." Aurelia was truly happy.
"I will ask Ria to assist you."
"How can she assist me? I am using magic not herbs." She scoffed before heading in the direction Chen went.
"Phillo." A young man apparated next to him,
"Can you be a sweetheart and look for all the patients that ran away?"
"Yes, Master." the young man dematerialized.
"Looks like war would break out soon," Romulus murmured to himself.
BACK IN THE PALACE.
Ella's eyes flickered in her sleep, she was too lazy to get down from the soft large bed, she could hear the birds, chirping and singing a beautiful tune.
She slowly sat up and stretched her body, she then yawned and scratched her eyes. She looked around the room but she couldn't see Trent.
"Where could he be," her voice came as a whisper.
Trent was seated on the floor of his painting room. He began to recall the advice he got from King Augustus and Acher.
"You didn't take her on a date or confess your love to her nor did you ask her to be your girlfriend." Acher gave him a disappointing look, which made him feel bad.
"Women love a man who not only shows them but also tells them how he feels about them." The king added.
"What do I do then?" Both of them froze, for the first time in their long-lived life Trent was asking for advice not insulting or neglecting but asking for advice.
"Trent, I, your older brother would help you out." he was so excited.
"How?" Trent asked with a frown.
"Is simple. I will be playing Ella and you will be yourself."
Trent's frown deepened. "But you look nothing like Ella or a girl for that matter."
"I know, it's just a role-play thing," said the King.
Trent was in deep thought while the two eagerly waited for him.
"I will only agree to it if you wear a wig," Trent said as soon as he came out of his thoughts.