The courtyard was alive with tension as Alfraed and Movis squared off, the cool evening air crackling with anticipation. Movis cracked his knuckles, his crimson eyes gleaming with confidence. Alfraed stood calm, his single eye focused.
Mikaela stood beside her parents, her horns catching the torchlight as she watched intently. Lady Deldasa's crimson eyes sparkled with amusement, while Cyrus's sharp gaze remained unreadable, though a faint smirk tugged at his lips.
Vyrath lounged nearby, his massive form casting a shadow over the scene. Snow and Blaze perched on his shoulder, their tiny forms bouncing with excitement. "Yo, little lord!" Vyrath bellowed, his molten eyes gleaming. "Show this punk what's up!"
