The Broken Prince - Chapter 110

“Alexander!” I heard a familiar voice echo throughout the whole arena. Four trails then started to blaze and head towards my direction. I ran even faster and looked for a place to hide. The ground was now starting to tremble and I didn’t know what was happening until the ground cracked. I stopped at where I was and soon recognized the mechanism of the dome. We are now changing the environment and to my utmost dismay, the new terrain did not benefit me the most. As soon as the shaking stopped and the dust dissipated, revealed in front of me were mountains which had very small moving area and high cliffs.

I was near a cliff and was about to turn around when I saw that there were no platforms to move at. I was about to climb down the cliffs and find a hidden spot or even a cave at best when someone landed behind me.

My hands clenched into balls as I felt four presence behind me. I turned around slowly and came face to face with the other heirs. They all looked at me with the same gaze. Dianne looked at me and spoke..

“Alexander, just as you have said, this is all competition and nothing personal.” Now my words came back to prey on me.

“You did quite the theatrics back there I admit.” Kaval looked at me and spoke. Despite the situation, I felt a sigh of relief to see that he was okay but I also wanted to say that I hoped he passed out until at the end of the game.

“Well, looks like we are taking you out first Alexander, Prince of the Sea. How pathetic. Quite embarrassing no? All those huge words back there and now you act like a mouse chased by a feisty cat. The clownery of your act is commendable I admit.” Hade spoke. I glared at him and grabbed my arrow and aimed it at them.

“Oh come on, you seriously can’t take us out with that. Here let me show you how you should take one of us out.” Kaval spoke before I felt a force lift me up above high ground before I was slammed back to the ground on my chest. The impact made me cough out blood as I felt a strike of pain on my chest. Might be a bone.

“Hurts like fuck no?” Kaval spoke with mockery.

I groaned as the pain continued to spread throughout my whole body.

“Kaval!” Both Dianne and Apollo exclaimed and held him back but he only pushed them away and glared.

“Nothing personal dude. We still going to have dinner after this though.” Kaval spoke and his tone was like what he uses when we talk normally which despite the pain, still made me chuckle.

“You know, making me laugh with a broken rib is much torture than you actually slamming me back down.” I said and got to my feet. I rubbed the smudged blood on my face with my fist and looked at all of them.

“Well, time to check that boulder over there. Yes or no?” Kaval asked but before I could even answer, a very strong force dragged me to where the boulder was and the impact made my vision go blurry and dark.

A hot substance was dripping on my head, it ran down through my face and dripping to my clothes. When my vision did cleared up, a scarlet red liquid was on my hand as I touched my head. I looked over back at them and saw that Kaval no longer held the friendly aura on him.

He was about to move his hand again but this time, I was able to act fast despite the pain that I am feeling with every move that I made. An arrow was fired into the air and plunged into his arm. He groaned in pain as he clutched the base of the arrow and pulled it out of his arm.

Now we both have blood on our hands. His eyes then wielded rage and he held his hand up and large pieces of rocks flew high up to the air and immediately cam crashing down.

I did my best to avoid most of which but there were still that slammed into me and I’m afraid, I now too have a broken shoulder. Despite the pain that pulsated all throughout my body, I kept moving and was thinking at the same time as to how should I escape this. Assessing the surrounding while still moving, it seemed like there was no other way of escape than to jump.

As Kaval held a huge rock over me, the moment if started to fall, I jumped towards the cliff and held my breath. I made an arrow and used it to plunge the nearby downward surface of the side of the mountain. I could feel the flesh of my arm being ripped out from the skin as the jagged edges of the mountain made contact with it. My own blood started to drip and slide down on my arm and into my chest and with every moment that passed, the pain stacked over and over again that I just chose to let go of the bow and fall freely as I was nearing the ground.

But how wrong was I? I figured that out when I landed on my two feet and I heard a crack. A series pulses of pain shot from my ankle throughout my entire system as I crouched down and released a silent scream of pain. A tear stained my cheek but instead of wailing from the pain, I decided to just move through it and it hurt like it was the whole world trying to get a turn to have your bones broken.

I was on flat grounds right now with towering mountains that cowered over me. I looked up and saw four streaks of light falling from above. Before they hit the ground, I looked for the golden yellow streak knowing that it was Kaval and soon enough, my eyes caught a stable gaze at him. I aimed my bow at the head of the streak and fired four arrows at the same time.

Time orchestrated my aim as it exploded right on Kaval at the perfect timing. His trail dissipated into nothingness as he got thrown away from the explosion of my four arrows. He got derailed and Apollo followed him as his trail seemed to segway from his first path. But both green and red trails made it way to the ground and released a huge blast of air which slightly made me feel pain as if I was situated in the mouth of a volcano for a few second. I then continued running and looked at my hand. I almost puked at the sight of it as I could see that there were blotches of my meat missing from my finger and I could vividly despite the gloomy set up, how white my bones were and how my hand looked like it could get detached any moment.

I was also feeling lightheaded as I was loosing a lot of blood to which I honestly worry about. I ripped the lower fabric of my upper clothes exposing my abdomen to the cold breeze of air. I then wrapped it carefully on my hand while still running . My lungs were burning, I was feeling like I wasn’t getting enough of air and my throat were as dry as the deserted and barren lands.

I was running and running until a person jumped right in front of me and this time, I felt no other connection between us than hate. There he stood with his eyes preying upon me and flames engulfing his hands. I looked at him directly without wavering an inch. Dianne was nowhere to be found which I think is happening for a reason because know Hade, he would prefer to torture me by himself because guess what? He’s just that wicked and miserable.

“My eyes are up here Hade.” I spoke as his gaze got derailed and moved to my exposed abdomen where it stayed for some time and I hate to admit that it made me feel so very conscious. He then looked at me, his eyes flickering and pupil shifting sizes as the continue to dilate which made me wonder if he was still feeling that things he said to me back then.

Nonetheless he snapped back on his stance and then charged towards me. I couldn’t even move a muscle as to how fast he moved and before I knew it, his hands were on my neck which wrapped it hole. His gaze was ablaze with burning desire to torture me and I was not wrong when I thought that as my airways started to close and I was struggling to breathe. My bloody hands flew to grip his which just got a stronger hold on my neck. Is now the time?