CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
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“Oh, this you are about to find out,” Robert said.
Charles quickly tapped his werewolf powers. But Robert slammed the ground, and it sank them and they landed in the same ring Charles battled the mother frog.
He got up, looked around, still surrounded by Costa Rican clown frogs. Except, for this time, the king was nowhere to be seen. He whirled to look at Robert.
Robert was in werewolf form except that instead of furs, his body had the Costa Rican clown frog color. Black with pinkish spots. His face and head were that of a Costa Rican clown frog, also the feet. But the height and everything else was that of a werewolf.
Charles looked at the king’s chair and back to Robert with a questioning expression, but that was something to think about later.
Robert spat the slimy staff, but Charles dodged and started running towards Robert. Charles stopped a few feet from Robert and breathed out fire. Robert caught on fire, but it didn’t seem to do him everlasting harm because the fire quickly vanished and Robert was in perfect shape.
Robert held up his hand to remind Charles that he possessed the ring. He smirked and started running towards Charles.
Robert threw a punch, but Charles ducked and punched Robert in the ribs, but it seemed useless. Charles threw another punch, but Robert held it and slapped Charles, flattering him into the ground like a pancake. Robert raised his foot to strike Charles, but the man rolled to the other side and Robert struck the ground.
Robert transformed back into human form, and after seeing this, Charles transformed back as well. The frogs gasped.
“Oh, please have you never seen a man necked before,” Charles blunted.
Something tossed Robert a robe, and he wrapped it around himself.
“Don’t I get one as well?” Charles asked. “And where is your king?”
“He is standing right in front of you,” Robert said.
“Wait what?”
Robert smirked.
“But how. And how do you possess their powers?” Charles asked, gesturing for the frogs.
“Long story.”
“And how did you get the ring?”
“It was easy. That Sebastian boy is so stupid. I don’t know why you failed to get the ring from him.”
Charles opened his mouth but could not come up with any words and closed it.
“Now you die and pay for your deeds stepfather.”
Robert tapped his power again.
“s**t, this bastard child will be hard to take down,” Charles said, and tapped his powers as well.
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“Do you know or have any idea where the kid might keep the book,” a wizard with half-moon spectacles said.
“Do you think if I know I would be here?” Siobhan spoke.
The man didn’t retort, he just kept quiet.
“You never told me why Trevor’s father locked you up in hell, though,” Siobhan said, looking at Amell.
“Well,” he sighed, “I was just minding my business. Enjoying food here on eart-”
“By food, you mean baby heads?” Siobhan rudely interrupted.
“Yeah, what else do you think I would eat? Anyway, he was kind of offended when I ate his nephew.”
The witches and wizards who heard him speak shot him disgusted looks.
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He ran in a zig-zag way to prevent Robert’s spit from hitting him. Charles jumped, his clew fist ready to strike. But Robert moved to the other side and immediately Charles passed. Robert caught Charles’s tail, swung the man around and through him. He went cartwheeling and fell flat on his stomach.
Robert went where Charles was laying, picked the man up, and held him in the air. Charles tried to fight himself from Robert’s grip but failed badly.
Robert rounded Charles in the air, smirking, and the frogs cheered. Charles tried to breathe out fire, but Robert tightened the grip on Charles’s neck and blocked the fire from coming out.
Robert looked at Charles, fire burning in his eyes, then slammed him to the ground and promptly lifted his foot and struck Charles so hard they probably heard his ribs c***k.
Robert raised his foot again, but Charles had enough energy and moved away. He quickly got to his feet, then breathed out fire. But judging by what happened earlier, he went running and gave Robert a mighty punch on the genitals.
Robert fell on his knees, then Charles kicked him on the head and Robert struck the ground.
The frogs started crocking after seeing their king’s ass kicked.
Before Charles knew it, Robert was back on his feet. “How the hell will I defeat him?” Charles whispered.
Robert spat his slimy stuff, then Charles jumped, thinking he was safe, but landed on Robert’s tongue. Robert quickly wrapped Charles around and brought him close to him.
Robert stretched his tongue and Charles went slamming the roof then came back and hit the floor. Robert went close to Charles, then kicked him in the stomach.
The man vomited blood upon striking the wall. Robert went then spitted his slimy stuff and Charles got stuck.
The frogs started cheering for their king’s victory.
“I won’t kill you now, not until you beg for my mercy,” Robert said.
“When I get out from here, you will pay you, stupid kid,” Charles said, panting.
“I can’t even believe you have the energy to speak. Look at your condition. You are at my mercy. I’m sure my father is proud of me, I finally avenge his death,” a teardrop came out of Robert’s right eye.
“I will never bow to you, kid. And my people will soon find out and rescue me.”
“Who will find you here? You are another dimension stepfather so stop lying to yourself and start preparing for your death,” Charles blurted out.
Robert turned, took a step forward then, “what are you planning to do with the ring?” Charles asked.
“It’s so bad you won’t witness it all.”
“You know, when Sebastian finds out he will do anything to get it right?”
“I will deal with that kid myself,” he turned, “you two, come and lock him up. I can't stand his face.”
Two frogs jumped from the audience and landed in the ring. They took Charles and went away.
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