Reality

The battle between the brothers was growing in speed and intensity. The ground cracked several times from the punches and the sword clashes, even the barrier was having more and more crackings with every hit of their bodies.

"My dear Lucia must have given you those powers, right?" the man taunted, "she is truly a treasure… even her skin is enough to appeal to the most intimate senses…"

"Shut up!"

"Or what?" the man laughed, "she is such a beauty, and you are weak, you can't keep her for yourself… it is better if she comes with me…"

The Duke couldn't take it any longer and with a powerful fist filled with blue light, he sent the man to the ground again. He didn't like to hear another man speak the name of his woman.

"You are quite strong, little Lyon," the man, the former King of Docrem that was driven out from the Crown, was now laughing while sweating droplets. He stood up though he was shaking all over.