Spoiler: RR version

The Severed Duel

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Again, Altrass laughs. Afterwards, he exclaims, “Look at her! She has fallen so low! Is power entirely you have to win and obtain our bow! Do you really call yourself a queen?”

“I won’t fight you as a three degree Emode this time. I’ll fight as a norim as myself. For you to know, I’m not good on wielding any arms so you’re quite an advantage.”

Emode, is a norim able to control one or more elements, or a norim born in an elemental physical body, in which case they can't reproduce or be mated. Degree in emode corresponds to the number of elements they control or born with. The emode must be a swint for them to have more than one element they have or control.

Altrass laughs loudly, gaining the attention of everyone. “Where going nowhere my queen, the many know, teachers and students, before and after, that history preserves this kind of duel to dethrone a higher up, under your command. Are you trying to degrade the sacred of this culture? You can’t pursue me to unsheathe my blade.” He points his finger at her. “Release the barrier at once and we can end this conflict! I’ll unfold everything to our people, and announce them the reality of our current situation!”

Nodding her head, she perceives, “So, you want a handicap?” Afterwards she's eying at each soldier lining on the path.

“What are you blabbing about?”

One of the soldiers gulps. His highness eyes are nearing to attract him, until it passes. But those eyes have able to see him at the view as those eyes begin to swing back.

"Stop what you are thinking, this won't bring us anywhere!"

That soldier again gulps as sweats are baring on his forehead, and some are sliding down. He’s trembling. Eyes close.

"You," Jesifer has called. And that soldier knees are shivering. "Come near."

“Ye, yes, my, my majesty—"

"Hey! Sh*t! at least listen to me!" Altrass has yelled.

“Hand me your stiletto,” Jesifer has ordered— politely —that makes everyone around curious, as well as Altrass. The soldier obeys as above on his palms is a sheathed dagger when he kneels one knee and his head bows down. “Unsheathe it for me.” He gulps as he closes his eyes as he exhales; whereas, people around, eyes attention so fixate at them.

“Here it is, my majesty.” In exchange of that dagger, he stands holding her blade.

The eyes are following at that dagger as it has thrown up until it lands on her other hand—

stab!

silent...

...gulp...

...some of the audience are covering their mouth and some on their eyes. However, others are brave and they continue watching the scene. It's horrible, an act that so foolish for all witnesses.

Argh… a continuing cry in her thought, she is moaning so low, her eyes are reacting.

Bloods are dropping into the pathway carpet, a cause to someone tears flowing, as that someone is being hurt in the inside; but, mouth is shuttered by an adult female’s hand. The queen’s lower arm is bleeding whereas the dagger is sticking in. Altrass' gaze won’t blink for he is silently observing any possible hint of why she’s so desperate.

Her eyes are wanting to shut and her lips are bitterly in state. She gazes at the opposing person. “The handicap has granted, now unsheathe your blade,” Jesifer has requested.

“B*llsh*t—! this is not a childish matter—! Are you making me an idiot!” Altrass is so angry, igniting the low murmurs of the crowd.

Enduring the pain, Jesifer is slowly pulling that dagger; but, others avert their eyes and someone is sobbing, humming, can’t take it anymore, seeing her majesty being hurt.

“So, you want another handicap?”

A girl, from the right corner of the path, runs, clinging at her arm, restraining her for committing another foolish act. She is crying, begging her majesty to stop. Upon that time Altrass cries an order, making his companions act whereas the crowds are panicking.

However the parent of that girl, wanting to reach her child, has petrified, witnessing this event slowly.

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Martyrdom is a whole self sin

Don't forget, you're educated

Use the learn wisdom and learn more

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