"Please don't kill me."
Thousands of people heard when the King was boasting about beating up Azekiel, but not a single of them was even waiting to hear what he was saying now. Most of the surroundings were already void of people now, as everyone had already left.
Even the Nobles weren't brave enough to stay behind as they also ran away, hiding inside the castle. Other than Azekiel and the King, only the guards were outside, surrounding them.
None of the guards dared to even closer though. They could see their King lying on Azekiel's feet. If this guy himself had surrendered, what could they even do? Some were even mocking the middle-aged King in their minds for talking so big when he couldn't even stand straight before Azekiel.