The Beacon Of Hope

Thirteen's body was covered in blood, and bruises, as he forced himself to stand up.

He no longer had the strength to run, but he no longer had any intention of running.

Anwir and Percival, who were right beside him, both took fighting stances. 

Both of them understood that turning their back against such an enemy was no longer an option.

Despite knowing that the chances of them winning against Arundel in a frontal confrontation was zero, they still stood their ground.

Why?

Because a seven-year-old boy was standing in front of them, who had every intention to fight till his last breath.

"Brother, Taiga, give me some time." Thirteen said as he wiped the blood from his forehead and started to write Rune Symbols on his arms.

"Okay," Anwir replied. 

He didn't even bother to ask how long he should hold back the Majin Prince for because delaying Arundel for more than a minute was already a monumental task.