What had just happened? His father had been where he’d wanted him. It just showed that his father’s battle experience was going to throw him for a loop.
His father stepped forward, yet again ready to seize another opportunity, but Kaeldar was quick on his feet and danced away. He would have to assess the damage to his arm, when the battle was finally over with.
Moving around the arena Kaeldar led his father while trying to figure out how best to just get the fight over and done with.
His father rushed Kaeldar. They might be related, but they went at this battle with different techniques.
Kaeldar raised his sword to block his father, until he saw the moment he had been waiting for.
Quickly, he side stepped, as his father swung his sword. Kaeldar managed to get his sword into place, and before his father could react he disarmed him. Within a flash of metal, Kaeldar had the sword pointing at his father’s throat.
To kill him or not to kill him?
Now that Kaeldar was the victor, he could spare his father’s life.
“What are you waiting for?” His father demanded.
“Don’t do it!” His mother cried out from the side lines.
Kaeldar looked over at her, while she was held back by other males.
“Stupid boy!” His father barked, as he knocked the sword from Kaeldar’s hands and attacked him.
Kaeldar was done with being called, “stupid boy”.
Rolling around on the ground, they both punched and deflected blows, as they tried to get the upper hand on each other. It was down to brute strength and agility.
After tumbling around Kaeldar straddled his father and held on to his throat.
“Do not make me kill you.”
“You have always been weak, and you will never be a great king.”
“Rope! I need rope!” Kaeldar barked.
A rock giant came rushing forward.
“Tie his hands, once I get him flipped over.”
His father tried to fight him off, but Kaeldar forced him onto his front and his hands behind his back. Once he was all tied up, Kaeldar stood, bringing his father up as well.
“What will you do with me now? Stick me in the dungeon and leave me to rot?”
Was that a tremble in his voice? Kaeldar shook his head, it couldn’t have been.
“I won’t kill you.”
“You can’t.” His father spit in disgust.
His father seemed determined to spur him into killing him, but Kaeldar wasn’t going to take the bait. He was a different man.
“What will you do with him?” His mother had broken free and was racing towards them.
“He will be banished.”
He gave his father over to a trusted warrior and instructed him to take his father to the dungeon for now.
It was done, the challenge had been completed.