"Was that boy really born as an Ascendant?"
"That's nonsense! When has something like that ever been possible?!"
"But we cannot deny that he is royalty, look at his eyes."
The Naga warriors who had gathered to display their talent in front of their King whispered and murmured, anxious about the battle that was about to take place.
[He won't last a minute against eldest brother...]
Vishaka folded his arms and smirked, excitedly waiting to see Berkah get beaten to a pulp by the eldest Prince.
The other three Princes were of a similar sentiment, the last thing they wanted was another Prince who had more potential than them to earn their father's favour.
"Prince of the Nagi... Would you like for there to be rules in this duel?"
The eldest Prince smiled warmly at Berkah.
[Look at this fucker...]
"No, we can just keep fighting until one of us concedes."
Berkah flexed his wings and readied his posture.
