“I am invincible,” King Chika yelled, “I am the King of the world.”
The armies of both parties were shifting their weight as they studied the dragons that parades the sky. The cloud had darkened and the thunder was clapping with a hoarse voice.
“You are but a creature,” Ada clutched her teeth. “But you are not invincible,”
The thunder clapped again when their sword met midair. Ada spanned and deflected the blow coming from the right. She bent in time to save her head from the sharp edge of his sword. He was fast, but Ada was faster. She could match his speed and his strength now. Even though she couldn’t explain what was happening, she was grateful. She knew it must have something to do with the Ofor.
Prince Chika’s sword burned with the fading light of the sun as he raises it, hoping
