Raze, the prince of the Blazing Fire Dragon Kingdom, eyed Isabella's silhouette as she walked away to rejoin Ethan. A smirk formed on his lips.
"Tch, what an untamed woman...", Raze muttered to himself. "Should I steal her from that peasant?"
Before the thought could settle in his mind, a black flash tore through the air. Without warning, an blade severed his right arm, sending it flying through the air as blood splattered across the dirt.
Raze fell to his knees, letting out a scream of agony. Looking up, he met Ethan's cold eyes, gazing down at him like a worm.
"If you dare covet my woman, there will be no place for you in this world," said Ethan.
"You damned bastard! You son of a bitch!" Raze roared, dragging himself along the ground while clutching his bleeding stump. "I am the prince of the Blazing Fire Dragon Kingdom! My father will skin you alive, you lowborn dog!"
