"Next."
Everyone gulped hard, turning their heads to Alyan who stood there, holding his lance with a shaky breath, knowing it was finally the time where his life and death would be decided. “Adaddon.” Amber whispered, holding his arm, “No, please. Don’t hurt him.” Amber whispered desperately, shaking her head.
“Amber. We have formed a seal, even if we don’t I will die.” Alyan told her coldly. “Zaria.” Alyan called her, she nodded and drag Amber back with him. “Alyan..” Amber called him in a croaky voice, “Don’t die.” She mouthed as a tear pricked in her eyes. Alyan returned a faint smile and turned his attention back to Adaddon who was not in any mood for games.
“Let’s go, Amber.” Zaria said, taking her arm, maintaining a fair distance from them knowing a deadly fight is going to take
