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Royalty vs. Royalty

The Elven family surnamed Silvan.

A household blessed by the goddess of nature and the elemental spirits.

Their existence is said to have begun long before humans had started civilization, but they only revealed themselves during the first demon catastrophe years ago.

Their race was once hunted for slavery by the humans because of their looks and longevity, but over time, both races accepted each other and their rankings, led by their royal family, Silvan, were accepted in society.

They became a member of the Leading Families, which is now referred to as the 12 Great Families.

The Aquarius family was in a very similar situation when they revealed themselves to the human world.

Humans tend to greed for things that don't belong to them, and their superiority complex grows much deeper than one could imagine.

Most wars began with humans, and most hatred brewed due to the greediness of humankind.

But after many centuries, they finally accepted each other in public, though what is done behind the scenes still exists.

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Darell looked down from the sky at the multiple pillars of water that had grown tall and spun rigorously, impatiently waiting for orders, and his lips curled up.

"Yeah. I was beginning to get thirsty. Nice of you to quench my thirst," he said with a grin as he maneuvered himself to the top of his spirit bird.

"This bastard…" Mariam cursed as she swung her hands forward, causing the tower of water to shoot out towards him.

His spirit bird flew and maneuvered itself around the attack before it could cause a solid hit.

The towers of water collided with each other, exploding each time it dodged, causing an eruption of water in the arena.

Darell cursed as he positioned his hands in a bow and arrow manner.

"Superior Elven Magic: The Three Golden Mirrors."

A golden light sparked between his hands, followed by a bright golden light and the crackling of thunder.

Three golden torsos with his head formed from his back, each holding its own weapon.

The one on his right held a spear, the one on his left held a sword, and the one in the middle held a bow and arrow.

The Three Golden Weapons—a specialized mode created by the Elven King a long time ago. It has been passed down from family head to future family heads.

"Shoot her down."

The one in the middle pulled its invisible string as a golden light emerged from the tip of its finger, growing into a large, arm-sized lightning arrow.

"Golden Arrow," he muttered, and the arrow was shot down towards Mariam.

She cursed under her breath as the water pillars submerged while she quickly swam away from her position, dodging in the nick of time.

The arrow caused an explosion as it submerged into the water, causing loud hissing sounds and the boiling of water. Lightning spread through it, chasing after Mariam.

"Did you think this could stop me?!" she cried out, causing the water with the lightning sparks to emerge from the rest.

She formed a dragon head and instead used the conduction of lightning to her favor.

"Lightning Water Dragon," she muttered as it projected towards him with great speed.

"Tch!" he cursed as the bird struggled to dodge it. Its right wing was pulverized as it cried out and descended quickly while the water exploded into a golden liquid firework.

"Retreat, Arien."

The bird cried out as it disappeared, leaving Darell in the air.

"Shoot her down!" he cried out as the one in the middle suddenly increased its momentum, shooting down multiple arrows towards her.

She quickly swam around, evading them with great speed and expertise.

Their speed was nearly the same but Darell's arrows were always a second too late. Her tail flipped like a gatling gun and she dodged again and again.

Swimming gracefully and swiftly.

"This is where you lose, Mariam".

she looked up towards the source of Darrell's voice only to be left in awe.

the water that had formed over the Arena had begun to disintegrate into vapor at a quick pace and he was now standing on the Arena ground.

Her brows furrowed as she bit her lips.

She swam faster, pulling the rest of the water with her as it began to ascend into the sky, turning into a big bubble of water with her in the middle of it.

"oh no you dont !". Darell cried out as he grabbed his spear from the clone.

"Lightning Cannon !". He swung it with so much power that the lightning emitting from the spear caused a depression on the ground.

it crackled ferociously as it passed through the water bubble straight towards her.

Her eyes followed its movement and her body instinctively, bent backwards dodging it by a hair's breadth but the lightning had not yet dissipated.

She bit her lips as the anticipated pain flowed through her body rigorously, the lightning spread through her.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Aaaarrghhh….!!!" she cried out in pain as the water bubble blew open, blowing her down to the ground causing a large crater.

Streams of lightning flew through the descending rain of water as it crashed back to the ground while the spear flew back towards his arm.

"...what a shame".

The voice of Darell rang through her head as her body shook due to the flow of lightning in her.

"Lightning and water….not really a good match right ?" He said with a callous chuckle.

"hmmm.." Mariam coughed up blood as she groaned in pain, trying to get herself back up.

His footsteps sounded closer with each passing second and her current condition wasn't favorable enough for her.

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Her instincts kept biting at her as she struggled again, continuously and meticulously to get back up.

"...is this all you amount to…princess of the ocean". Darell chuckled as he pulled her hair up forcing her to look at him.

"..." Her eyes were bloodshot red and she snarled at him. She unconsciously attempted to dig her fingers into his hands in an attempt to make him let go of her.

".....this bitch". He swung his hand across her face within the next second, causing her to freeze in her actions.

Her eyes bulged open as the stinging pain ran towards her brain while her lips quivered and her pupils dilated. ".....what….?".

The sound echoed loudly within the arena and the audience section were left in awe at his action.

"...." The Head of the Aquarius Household stood still, his fingers dug into his palms. He seemed bent on intervening but that would only prove his daughter's weakness.

They were still in the middle of battle and no one had admitted defeat yet. It was necessary for him to abide by the rules.

'There is only one way out of this now….' He thought to himself. '....and I am sure she knows what that is'.

The anti-climax grew steadily. The expectations weren't high in the first place but the difference only made them disappointed.

The family heads had long since lost interest in the battle except for a few while the King and the prince simply waited for the inevitable.

"no one…really expects her to win". Raph said as he watched quietly next to Gilda.

"...indeed. She did her best…"

'Well…she could use that'.

Raph thought as he sighed.

In his past life, the battle had also ended this way but years later people found out about the secret arts of the Aquarius Household.

Their place in the rankings was therefore decided as mismatched and another battle of the 12 families took place.

In this life as well, he expected everything to stay the same but every action taken has an opposite and equal reaction.

This is a law that follows time travel as well.

Regression does not necessarily involve too much time travel but the rules still apply.

Everything you change in the past affects the future. This is a well known rule and this rule was carried out in this very Arena.

Darell raised his hand to hit her once again when an arm made of water suddenly formed from the pool of water beside them.

It grabbed his hand. "This bitch". He muttered, clicking his tongue as the one on his left, swung his sword and cut it off.

"hmmm.." He smirked when another grabbed his leg.

His left brow raised as he cut it off once again.

He felt another, and then another and then another.

Multiple hands made of water sprung out grabbing him and pulling him away from her.

He cursed as he cut them with his spear and sword. One after the other but the number kept rising.

He was forced to let go of her hair as the one on his left swung his blade down causing a golden aura to shoot out and blast them away.

It became quiet but soon he began to hear a loud rumbling sound like water flowing down a waterfall.

He turned around hurriedly, his pupils contracting and the side of his lips curling upwards.

He slowly took a step back and then another as the water from the ground began to flow in one direction.

"....I see….have I angered the gods of the sea ?".