Dusty Old Things

I had defeated Prince Schneider of Germany. The crowd was silent. At least, it was until the officiator announced my victory.

"Faas Pantera is the victor of this duel!"

The room started clamoring as the arena/coliseum fell away and reassembled itself into the ballroom again. Soon, a middle-aged looking vampyr walked up to with a scowl.

With that scowl, "Human...do you think you can get away with doing that to my son? The son of King Schneider..?"

The ballroom tenses up. From my senses, I know Ophis and Julia are making there way towards me. I did not need their help dealing with this dusty old thing. I have already received assistance from a dear friend.

King Schneider's eyes were getting redder as we started each other down. I then showed my hand face-up. Then, with a flick of my wrist, I produced my dragon token. King Schneider saw what I had in my hand and scowled deeply. He calmed down after a huff.