1500 YEARS AGO
A cold wind brushed against their skin, with clenched jaws and senses as sharp as the sea breeze.
Goosebumps echoed along their skins, and the dust went into their eyes but no one dared to give up and surrender.
"You'll never win against me, Eros." Said the eight-year-old Alexis as he drew his wooden sword at his opponent, which is young Anteros.
Young Eros smirked, "Are you sure about that?" Young Eros then strikes back, not backing down from the fight.
But then, Young Alexis stopped, "Did you hear that?"
Young Anteros furrowed his eyebrows, dropping his guard now. "What?"
"A sound of cry…" Alexis trailed off but smirked and attacked Eros instantly who was taken by surprise.
"A sound of cry…" Alexis trailed off but smirked and attacked Eros instantly who was taken by surprise.
