I Have Decided To Make Him Mine!

'I cannot teleport anymore!' Theta bit the insides of her cheek as she lamented with the fact that she had to face an unknown mage while her magic had plummeted. She remained unmoving; it was as if she did not hear his question. With a few meters between them and a chaotic Karjah Clan's camp behind her, Theta was thrust into an ambiguous situation.

In a blink of an eye, Theta crossed the distance between her and the foolishly smiling prince. The blade glinted when hit by the moonlit sheen as it cut through the air – its tips aiming at the retarded prince's neck. On cue, Prince Zen Lykus raised both of his hands in surrender; his gentle smile did not falter which ticked her off.