Alexander picked the sword mid-air and braced himself for what was about to come. Gareth just stared at him with those cold pair of eyes. How he hated this man! And to think that he had even laid his hands on Isadora! His anger multiplied when he thought of this. But he was a man of honor, and that's why he had decided to make it a duel, a fight to the death. Furthermore, he was certain that Alexander could not hold a candle against him this time.
"Why the sudden change of mind?" Alexander asked out of the blue. His sword was placed on his shoulder now. Gareth raised his face to meet Alexander's. He looked at his face up close and he had to admit the guy was handsome. His dark hair was in place, perfectly combed, and the black attire he wore accentuated well with his dark personality. Gareth chuckled darkly at that.
