He was running through the thick, dark forest surrounded by nothing, but danger and right now he was being hunted. Rushing along the path while holding on to a delicate armament, ain’t a joke but, when it’s something you risked it all for, it’s worth it.
"Don’t let him get out of sight!” A shout echoed through, that nearly shuddered him. He was fast, but he had to take the lead, being caught by the soldiers meant nothing but trouble.
After entering a denser region of the forest, he used one of his exclusive skills. ‘Stealth’, and he vanished.
“What the hell? Where did he go! Find him!” He could see those soldiers conversing from a few branches above. Climbing that fast certainly helped him well.
Now he had to wait for them to scatter away, which they did in just a while allowing him to escape.
Entering a castle certainly proved to be a difficult task, but to him, it was just a daily routine. He walked right through the castle halls and entered a seemingly familiar room.
“Alas! finally, there’s no one on my back!” He thought, letting out a sigh of relief he entered the room but was caught off-guard as he was pinned by a girl, young and beautiful but rather stronger than him.
“Got you, Prince!”

Burning Soul 

“Damn you!” Arch could do nothing but curse as he was suppressed under the speed and precision of his attacks. 


The body posture and moves of Aeneas seemed strong and he was uninterruptedly pouncing and striking. His face manifested confidence that Arch was sure to be defeated. 


Arch was now disturbed, he was not at all expecting such moves from Aeneas. At the time of defending himself from his strong strikes, he also discerned that he was going to be defeated. This thought made him annoyed, his face reddened, his brain exploded with fury, his pulse slammed in his neck. But all in vain, Aeneas was not getting pretentious by his attacks. 


Whenever he struck, Aeneas defended himself considerably and attacked him back with double power. 


Slowly the body of Arch started getting cuts and scars on them. His facial expressions clearly showed that he was getting exhausted. Ember was overwhelmed with joy. 


When the Lightning Struck!