As the moon passed to the morning, Corus woke up readied and energized, he stood up from the edge of his bed and started walking to his white cabinet, then he picked up an atire that screamed true noble, the atire resembled a white long sleeve with beautiful blue touchings, and a white T-shirt under it, with a white collar around his neck with a touch of strong rich gold.
As he went outside, he tucked his sword to the holder on his lower stomach, as he climbed downstairs to meet his father
He went to the throne room which was in its average size which was huge, the room was tense as he walked towards his father.
"Father, what is my budget." He asked gracefully, just before his tense brother appeared. "Oh dad, You and I know that he is not fit to join the Uea, I am, and only me." Corus got irritated at his brother, Loran and so he pulled his sword. "If you're truly strong, duel me in a sword fight, no magicu (The Magic of All Things)."
Loran being cocky, laughed. "He! And how can you beat me, I've been learning from the best, you just can't-" Before Loran could finish his sentence, Corus's sword was now inches away from his neck. "Learned from the best? And still can't dodge." Corus mocked before going to the king whilst his brother was still dumbfounded.
Corusi just sighed and ordered a few man to give him a pouch of a diamond coin (Highest currency in the fog kingdom and fog villages only). "I shall go." Lorraine shedded a tear, not bearing to lose her son, but she had too.
Corus intentionally bumped into Loran as he left. Banging the door close to insert even more dominance towards his brother, as he went outside he could feel the cold wind blowing on him, he needed armor but he was agile, so he chose not to buy armor, then he went to a nearby restaurant to get food for his journey.
After getting food, he now needed entertainment, so he went a the library and got a few books, before finally stepping into the forest. "It's time, it's finally time." As he was about to leave, he got a light tap on his shoulder, as he turned around, he saw his brother along with a few friends. "You think I will let you get away?" His brother chuckled.
As Loran ordered the armed man to attack, Corus dashed back as he pulled out his iron sword and started on the offense, he aimed at the left man's head which it was open to strikes, he readied it and immediately sliced the man's head clean off its torso, doing this made the others scared and run.
Now it's just him and his brother left with the tense air still thick, however his brother continued to pressure him. "Killing my best men?" Loran sounded mad and angry. "You are about to regret that." Loran pulled his own sword as he was about to hit Corus.
However as Loran's blade clashed with Corus's, Corus immediately did a side kick that made Loran fall. "In sword fights, swords aren't the most important thing, it's also your legs and arms."