''This is the most laughable hiding spot you could think of, Lord Caspain.'' Malachi smiled as the face hiding underneath the sands opened his eyes, jumping out of the sands with an earth-breaking growl. Malachi stepped back and immediately conjured up his two faithful dragon swords in his hands. The two red swords, that only he was capable of wielding, and the fire that glazed around its inscribed blades were one of a kind only he had the power enough to summon.
The lycan beast stood before them. It was much broader, bigger and monstrous in aura. He held onto an axe that could be taller than any average human in his hands as he roared before the king in defiance.
Malachi smiled.
Interesting.
''He would be a fool if he thinks he can harm the king on his own.'' The old king whispered to Lord Caspain who looked more tense than ever.
