Minor shock, then a look of horror crossed his face for an instant the fact that he couldn’t spin me a tale and that I knew Marcus was the only one left in charge of the whole place his face started to go bright red, I knew my conversation was over anger had asserted itself ‘Tryus, Sang tear this man apart’ he said while already fleeing through the doors. I would follow but Sang stood in the way of my target while Tryus dove forwards tackling me down to the ground, increasing my physical strength I pushed him off I was a little surprised he got me down a strong man you should not make mistakes against, Tryus tumbled backward and Sang charged at me his arm outstretched like a wrestler about to crush his victim this looked very reminiscent of the wrestlers on Elokda fighting each other for the command of the clans, time for a test of strength, one I would not lose, I rapidly expanded the shield around my body fast to repulse Sang away, Tryus finally got up while Sang flew over the dining table crashing in amongst the fine food.
About the author.
Albert is an ex-royal air force photographer. He is passionate about novel writing and creative arts, his work can be seen on Amazon and Opensea. Albert also enjoys macro photography displayed on Instagram and gaming with his son and records them to replay on YouTube.