Ezra knew he had to think fast or this night would end with his death.
He'd spent the past minute dodging James' strikes and the funniest thing was that if he did lose, he knew the reason why. And it wasn't because James was more powerful than him.
Maybe it was because he'd ascended using the power of the key or his status as the progenitor's descendant, he was much stronger than James.
No. If he lost, it'll be because James was more experienced.
"Come here, you rat." James spat as he followed Ezra not giving him space. He raised his arms and slashed downwards.
As Ezra leapt back, James planted his palm on the floor and surged forward.
Ezra's eyes widened at that. He was stuck in mid air. He had nothing to push off of.
His eyes narrowed. Or did he?
His wings burst out of his back and the force from one of the wings pushed him to the side, dodging the strike.
