"AHHHHH"
The sounds of King Helix's screams sounded through the streets of Snowdon as he clutched his bloody stump in agony.
Sounds of gasps spread through the crowd. The civilians couldn't believe what was happening.
Not only had the king been beaten, but it had been done in such a gruesome manner.
Raphael allowed the helmet of his armour to fade away, revealing to all the confident, unbothered look on his face.
"My fucking arm!" King Helix fell to his knees, eyes trained on the missing arm bleeding onto the floor. His eyes were bloodshot and the veins of his head protruding.
Raphael walked over to the arm and picked it up.
The guards watched as he did, wishing to step forward and fight for the King's honour, but they couldn't. They were too terrified.
They had seen the Dragon King in action now. Witnessed his ruthlessness.
No one wished to step forward.
