250 Calm Your Tiddies, You Bunch Of Pus*ies!

A hot gust of air washed over the spectators that were watching the battle. The enchantment that was placed on the Arena of Chivalry had activated and prevented the roaring flames from going outside the confines of the Arena.

Jerkins clenched his fist as he exclaimed in both shock and happiness at William's firm stance when it came to killing the Second Prince. 

'Good job, boy! Good job!' Jerkins gritted his teeth as the blood boiled inside his body. He wished he could do the same and massacre the other representatives of the Aenasha Dynasty, but he was more of a scholar than a warrior.

The flames of Soleil rampaged as it tried to break free, but the powerful enchantments of the arena kept it in place. Soon, the flames subsided and only a golden spear, firmly embedded in the ground, could be seen where the Second Prince of the Anaesha Dynasty once stood.