I am coming for him

"Today is the hunting festivals," Xavius said to Xaddrin. It was ironic since he was hunting his press inside the prison he created for them. 

Xaddrin brushed his hair and tied in a bun. He didn't know why the male was telling him that news. He couldn't leave the mirror world and hence could not participate in the contest. 

Xaddrin took a pin and held his hair together, he had given the protective shield to the guard and sent him back Athelia to find a way to break the dragon seal

Other than his lookalike, the guard was the only one he could talk to. If only his options weren't limited then he wouldn't give any attention to the man that carried his face. 

  The only thing that was left was to get what was his. He was letting go of taking the high road.