Alora stood shoulder to shoulder with Broken, both of them gripping their weapons firmly. Alora held the Cragstorm Sword, the Legendary-grade blade that Broken had crafted for her, while he wielded his trusted Legendary-grade Wavebreaker Spear.
Each of them wore the Invincible Paragon armor set, their matching armor making them look like a perfectly united pair of warriors. Broken's armor gleamed in shades of black with touches of blue, while Alora's was patterned with black and fiery red.
"Level 255…" Alora muttered under her breath. "Your first wife is this furious, what exactly did you do, Broken?"
"Very funny, Princess," he replied.
"So, how did it feel to kiss a Faery as cute as her?"
"I didn't kiss her."
"I saw it."
"Saw what?"
"You leaned in close. Don't deny it."
"Nothing happened," he insisted. "The kiss didn't happen."
"So you're saying you planned to kiss her, then?"
"I refuse to answer that."
