Blood continues dripping onto the stone floor from both of us.
Yet, neither of us feel the need to say anything right now.
The wind blows throughout the destroyed courtyard as pieces of the castle continue falling apart around us.
Even after all the damage each of us has inflicted on one another, no one is backing down from the fight.
King Albus slowly rolls his shoulders before wiping the blood away from his mouth.
"Honestly this is about what I expected from you. The stories I've heard about you don't even compare to the real deal," King Albus says with a serious tone.
His words frustrate me for a moment as I think for a second.
"What stories?" I question.
"Of course you wouldn't know about the stories. How stupid of me to assume you did," King Albus responds while running one of his hands through his hair.
