“You cannot do this, Szytra! You cannot do this." My heart spoke. It was pumping at an unnatural pace, hampering the inveterate process of respiration. It wanted to quail, worse, it wanted to fly out of the arena to any place where peace and harmony preside in dominance.
However, there was a small part of me that contradicted its forceful yelling.
"We have to fight." It told me, silencing the heart; at least for a decent time. Compared to the rash yelling of the heart, it was subtle.
Even before the small me could successfully seep its timid voice in my system; the chickened heart spoke hastily, waiving off whatever amount of gallantry I had savoured.
"You are not a legend.” It spat bitterly, making my toe curl in shame.
“Look at your mother! Queen Sugata had blocked the Demon Kin
