( Perseus's POV )
Perseus fought against Neatwit with the passion of a dead-man, who had already given up on life.
As their blades collided, Perseus did not seem to be fighting particularly hard, however had not completely given up either, as he seemed to be waiting for Neatwit to launch a big attack to die in one clean slash.
*Shing*
*Shinggg*
Blade clashed against blade, metal clashed against metal and Neatwit seemed to be gaining an upper hand with every subsequent exchange, making it harder and harder for Perseus to counter, as he seemed to be getting progressively closer and closer to a win.
However, at that moment, something unexpected happened inside the third floor of the prison, as using the exit stairs that connected the third floor of the prison directly to the basement of the Floor Master's Palace, two hooded men suddenly entered the area.
[ Wind Palm ]
[ Dark Mist ]
Neatwit got to see only a glimpse of the two men's faces, which seemed to be covered in some heinous red tattoo lines, before their moves hit him, forcing him backwards.
*Shhhh*
Neatwit dragged his feet across the floor, trying to reduce the length of his pushback, as he tried to figure out what exactly was going on.
While the wind palm pushed him back, the Dark Mist move seemed to have been cast to block his vision, as he could see nothing within the confined prison aisle after the Dark Mist had been cast, forcing him to fight on pure instinct.
*Slash*
"Well.... You can tell my father to go fuck himself for all I care.... Because there is no way in hell I'm returning to him as a failure.
He will burn me alive or consume my soul and I will rather die like a coward taking my own life than return to him a failure" Perseus muttered, as he unsheathed his sword and tried to plunge it into his own abdomen.
[ Muscular Paralysis ]
Cassius, using the spell 'Muscular Paralysis' prevented Perseus from committing suicide as the poor kid was left frozen in time mid-action.
"Your father is a true genius..... he already precisely predicted all these turn of events.
Of you failing all his expectations.
Of Sophia being captured by the enemy
Of Riva being set free
And of Rocky walking out of this Floor on his own two feet.
He also predicted that you would try to end your life and that I shall stop you.
And it's all going exactly as he planned it to be.
Sorry half- nephew, but you will not take the easy way out.... You will answer to the full Olympian council for the disgrace you have brought to the family and you will face the proper punishment for your crimes" Cassius said, as he knocked Perseus unconscious with a chop on his neck before placing him over one of the hooded men's shoulders.
The expression that Perseus had on his face was one of pure terror.
Of all possible outcomes, if there was one outcome that he feared the most, it had to be him being answerable to the entire Olympian Council for his failures, as at that summit not only was he going to be humiliated, but was also going to be slapped with the most inhumane and unthinkable punishment that would haunt his soul for 7 rebirths after this one.
"Alright, one down.... One more to save–" Cassius said to himself, as he began making his way towards Sophia, who was currently being transported from the True Elites base camp to the Floor Master's palace alongside an entire entourage of troops and Rocky. Explore hidden tales at m,v l'e-novelhall.net