"It's the Ex-calibur." Frenir spoke with a serious expression as he stared at the sword with a serious expression and noticed that the stone statues were making a tactical retreat.
"The help is here, Kid." A heavy voice came from behind.
Frenir immediately turned around and noticed Arthur walking towards him in his golden shining armour.
"Sir, you are here." Frenir spoke as he looked at Arthur.
"Call me Arthur, you are a king now. Although a very young one but you are still a king and if you call me sir in front of your soldiers, it will show you as inferior. So, call me by my name." Arthur explained in a low voice as he placed his hand over his shoulder.
"We are in a very bad shape, almost all of my mages are down-" Frenir started speaking it before ehe could've completed his sentence, Arthur interrupted.
"Don't worry about that, my mages will replace them and healers will heal your mages in the backlines.
