Elliana stood there in shock as she noticed Marcus swinging his sword at Sebastian again and again, which he was barely dodging.
"Mr. Marino, what are you doing? Defend yourself and attack back," Elliana shouted, her hands getting sweaty as her palms itched to do something.
If it was in her hands and she didn't have the fear of risking it all if she used her powers, she would've broken that hand that was using the sword against Mr. Marino long ago.
"I am trying, Princess. I am too tired right now. The game will only end until one of us is down on the ground, but there is no way I am bowing in front of anyone," Sebastian said, and Elliana bit her lower lips.
It was as she had thought. He was tired. She glared at Prince Marcus, who was attacking Mr. Marino again as if he was taking some kind of anger on him.
It was clear.
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