“No!” I shriek.
“Hush!” Elric hisses behind me, but my voice has done enough.
The disruption causes Sebastian to pause, glancing at me. The momentary distraction is enough for Ambrose. He shoves him off with a sudden burst of energy.
Sebastian falls back, his focus returning to the fight.
Then, they’re at it again.
I’m not sure how much time passes watching them fight. There are a few moments where I think one of them will finally kill the other, but neither is able to get the upper hand.
Their coats are turning red. Ambrose’s white fur is stained crimson and I’ve lost track of how many wounds he has.
After what seems like an eternity, the fight shifts. Ambrose can tell his brother is getting tired, so he toys with him. I watch as Sebastian’s exhaustion becomes more and more evident.
Finally, Ambrose lunges, landing on the prince and pinning him beneath him. Sebastian lets out a roar, attempting to get up. But he can’t. He’s too tired, his energy is spent.