Zopia's POV
I craned to Omar, using my eyes to ask him for his opinion. He shrugged and said, "up to you." But within a blink, Asher grabbed each guard by their collars and hit them in the face.
"Done." He said when he finished the one-minute fighting.
The princess burst into tears, "thank you, very much." She ran over, holding his hands.
Asher stiffened, slightly pushing her hands away, "no worries. Can we go now? We're kind of urgent."
She nodded quickly, blushing, "yeah...sure. Good day."
"You too," Asher replied. He waved to me, "let's go."
Omar said from behind, "just a fantasy world. It's a waste of time to save a fake character."
Asher rolled his eyes in disdain but didn't argue with him. Sometimes I wished I had a gift of gluing Omar's mouth, especially when we were with As
