For The Fate Of The Nile Kingdom! I'll Defeat You, Xerxes Advent!

At the same time, the princess, who had been perched on Xerxes' shoulders, lost balance. Her body was flung backward with the force of the punch, her once graceful form tumbling through the air as if she were a leaf caught in a storm. She fell, unable to grasp what was happening as she descended toward the ground.

Time seemed to slow as Sir Takumi's eyes locked on her, his instincts kicking in. Without hesitation, he reached out, catching her mid-fall with a steady hand, his grip strong and unwavering.

The world seemed to pause as Takumi, his breath heavy and sharp from the exertion, held her safely in his arms, the force of his punch still resonating in the air around them.

Xerxes staggered to a halt several paces back, his chest heaving and eyes filled with a rare, fleeting moment of vulnerability.

Blood dripped slowly from his mouth, if not for the barrier he set up the moment of impact, he knew he would have suffered a more severe injury.