As the dust cleared a man in blue and white cloth armour appeared, in on hand he held a sword blocking the blade of Mellissa, in the other hand the blade of Princess Keyla was caught in his palm, a white porcelain mask hiding his face from sight, only the number 786 appeared making his identity known.
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One minute earlier…
"Oh well there's only one way to go about this now," Lucian sighed, as the match set into motion.
Lucian turned to Diego and Eros, "I need you two to get me into the central ring while keeping the spell breakers from preventing my interruption," he ordered.
"Should be simple enough, young prince," Eros shrugged as he stroked his stubble beard, he reached for Lucian with his free hand but found Diego already in action.
