"Interesting," said Bowen, still sitting, and motioned for Lord Fendrie to come with his hands. His face bore a delightful smirk. And Bowen's taunting worked perfectly as ever. The Fendrie King, Kladus, raged to the brim, seeing how little that Bowen thought of him.
"Don't even think I will go easy on you because you are a kid," said the King and went for a big strike directly towards Bowen's head.
The sword came with force.
"Noooo!" shouted Luther.
Bowen didn't move a muscle, and the sword stopped precisely 1 cm away from Bowen's head.
Bowen sat there without moving, yawning in the process he didn't even bat an eye.
Sigh, Fendrie King let out a deep sigh and retrieved his sword. He sheathed the sword inside his scabbard.
Luther stood, confused, and looked at both Bowen and Kladus again and again.
"May I know what just happened?" he asked, blinking awkwardly.
