The Prince watches in awe of the warriors, seeing how easily they are making of the Clawrys and how efficiently they move. The beast in front of Ren is on the floor, nearly finished with. Lifting his sword above his head, the Prince starts to swing the blade down on the beast. In a quick motion, the Clawrys’ poisonous claws deeply slice into his side.
The wound gapes open and weeps heavily. Gritting his teeth together harshly in an attempt to suppress the pain and ignore the fever starting to occur, Ren brings his sword sown on top of the Clawrys neck. Turning his gaze back to Nova, Ophi and Thunder Star, his eyes widen. Another large creature snarls at them, its jiggered teeth bared as it tries to free itself from Ophi’s whip that digs further into the creatures’ neck every time that it thrashes in an attempt of release.
Its long, yellowed teeth are dripping with saliva as it attempts to lunge at those in front, but Ophi tightly pulls it back with a flick of her whip. The Clawry retreats slightly, its back hunched, seeming to be close to defeat. The Prince ignores the pain in his side and sprints towards them, knowing that the creature is playing with them, buying himself time as he prepares to lash at them with his spiked tail. Slowly, the Clawry raises it high into the air. Ophi’s eyes widen as she notices the deadly tail, but the child cannot do anything to prevent it as her only weapon is firmly tied around the Clawry’s neck. Her eyes are frantic as she struggles to hold it still.
With a high leap, Ren lands on the creature’s rough back. He struggles to keep his balance as the Clawry thrashes its body, attempting to knock the Prince off. Ignoring the pain, Ren digs his heavy broad sword down into the beasts’ hind, the blade slashing away at its flesh. The tail is still rising into the air as the Clawry roars threateningly.
Burning sweat runs down the Prince’s brow, his vision hazy from the poison. Despite this, his movements continues to get more powerful and quicker, causing the Clawrys blood to spit out of the wound, drenching the Prince in its vial. Becoming frustrated, Ren wonders how it is so that the mysterious warriors are able to effortlessly strike the beasts when it is so troubling for the Prince of the Lunar Village. The Clawry flicks its tail dangerously towards Nova. Without worry, she takes a small step to her left, her face void of emotion. The restless beasts’ tail barely misses its victim.
Nova stands behind Ophi and next to Thunder Star, her hand on his mane and another on the young girls shoulder. The horse instantly calms at her touch. The Prince wipes the sweat from his brow, squinting down at them, believing that his fever must be causing hallucinations as it seems that her hand and the young warrior is glowing a holy white.
The Clawry prepares its tail again but with fewer strikes. The Prince slices, managing to cut off the beasts’ tail, causing a heavy thud as it crashes into the ground. Ren jumps off the beasts back. Ophi gives her whip an incredibly powerful pull; causing her whip to slice clean through the beasts’ neck. The small warrior smiles affectionately up at Nova appearing to be slightly worn. The white glow around them disappears as she removes her gentle hands from Ophi.
Ren breathes heavily, leaning on his sword as he struggles to stand as the last Clawry falls. Blood stains his clothes, a mixture of the beasts and his own. Around him, the warriors’ weapons dim.
The warriors gather, most talking excitedly about their fight. The twins arguing heatedly over whom won their competition. Sting pushes them aside, walking between them, causing their hot headedness to be aimed at her instead of each other. “Hey, what’s the big idea?!” “Yeah, rude much.” Ignoring the twins, her hard gaze is on the Prince. “Oh, don’t be like that Stingy.” Gemi laughs, wiping the thick blood from his face with an equally filthy hand. Ni winks at her brother as Leonardo watches with amusement and Rius rolls her eyes. “Yeah Sting-a-ling, you can’t be a sore loser forever. Just except that my brother and I, the amazing war hammer twins, are so much better than you.” The siblings laugh, smashing their giant war hammers together, creating a huge gust of air from the impact. Sting ignores them, her black gloved hands on both sides of Ren’s infectious wound.
Instantly, Nova is at the Prince’s side. Her head tilts to the left as she helps to lift his shirt, revealing the blooded mess underneath. The warriors’ voices are stolen from their throats as they stare at the bloody wound. Ophi runs forward to inspect the wound as a thick cold sweat runs down Ren’s body. Unable to hold on anymore, the Prince’s legs buckle out from under him, his vision becoming black before his body hits the ashy ground.