The Author's POV

Drip! Drip!

The rain continued to fall steadily, each droplet creating a ripple as it collided with the surface of the water.

It was a dreary and ominous atmosphere that surrounded the two figures standing at the edge of the water. Their stillness only added to the sense of foreboding.

Prince Murdock's warily stared at the figure before his eyes.

He had never encountered anyone like this before. The stranger's appearance was shrouded in darkness, making it difficult for Murdock to discern any distinguishing features.

However, the sheer power emanating from the figure was palpable, sending chills down Murdock's spine.

Despite his wariness, Murdock stood his ground, his expression stoic as he faced the shadowy figure. He spoke in a measured tone, trying to keep his composure.

"What are you?"

His voice was firm, but there was a hint of trepidation underlying his words.

"..."

The figure remained silent, its dark form seemingly immobile.

"Not much of a talker, are we?"

Murdock continued to scrutinize the figure, trying to glean any information he could from its appearance. The stranger appeared to be human in build, but there was all he could make out.

"I've never heard of a human as strong as you, nor―"

Drip!

He was interrupted by the subtle sound of a raindrop hitting the water, which resounded through the air unlike any of the other drops around him. "Swoosh!" In that split second, the shadowy figure vanished from where it was standing.

"Uh?!"

Swoosh―

Murdock's eyes widened in surprise as he felt a sudden force against his cheek. He stumbled backward, narrowly dodging a swift punch aimed at his face.

"Rather hurried, aren't we?"

Murdock quipped, trying to regain his composure. As he distanced himself from the shadowy figure, Murdock noticed a cold glint reflecting off a blade being unsheathed.

The realization hit him like a ton of bricks, but it was too late. Murdock's gaze met with the figure's, and time seemed to come to a standstill.

The only sound was the raindrops falling around them.

Drip!

SHIIIING―! In that moment, Murdock watched in horror as his arm was sliced clean off by the blade. The pain was intense, and he could feel warm blood gushing out of the wound.

Spurt―!

Black blood spurted out, staining the water and adding to the eerie atmosphere. Murdock could barely comprehend what had just happened. He looked up at the shadowy figure, whose features were still obscured by the darkness.

"Arghhh!"

He eventually succumbed to the agony and let out an agonized scream as a result. He glared at the figure in the shadows while clutching his right hand, and he flapped his wing once.

his figure became fuzzy, and then he materialized in

out his hand with the

Swoosh―!

body, and when he turned around, he saw him standing a

'Fast.'

all Prince Murdock could think about at that

him, he was

the area that he was previously in,

It was cracked.

that's how

as he

He had faced many skilled opponents before, and he knew that the key to victory

"Your mastery o―"

body to the right, narrowly avoiding the tip of the blade that brushed past

he glanced at the passing blade. Now that he understood how it worked, he wasn't as worried as before. However, he knew that he couldn't let his

SHIIIIIING―!

passed by his body, he flapped his wings and appeared before

Swoosh―!

him, the figure ducked down and counterattacked

act quickly if he

"Hup!"

was about to make its way toward his stomach, Prince Murdock twisted his body, and

Boom―! Boom―!

the water beneath them, and thunder began to crackle

Kracka! Kracka!

Boom―!

landing a fist against the shadowy figure, he flapped his wings and appeared right behind him. He didn't waste a second and kicked him

Splash―!

figure plummeting into the water beneath, and with one quick scan of the surroundings, he managed to

in front of the shadowy figure

distorted as the two plummeted down from above at high speeds and

Boom―!

spilling around the area they were in. When the sand settled, Prince Murdock's figure

hand now, and

"Tell me…"

tightly onto his neck. He could

figure looked at him with a calm look, seemingly

it toward the back of his head as

race are

Cruch―!

When he looked down, he saw that a portion of his

"Arghhh!"

screamed, bubbles rising from his mouth, and finally let go of his throat. The shadowy figure quickly appeared behind the Prince, and his fist

Boom―!

crashing against a couple of rocks in the distance. The

once more, brandishing a sword in hand and pointing

'Shit.'

under his breath, his pupils dilating as he realized the gravity of the

force and speed that took the Prince by

tried to dodge, but it was too late. He felt a searing pain in

Prince was in shock. 'How

SHIIIING―!