Kallias raised his sword up and was about to give Rad the third strike that would make him the winner but he suddenly felt a presence.

 It was so strong that it made him stop, his hand freezing in the air.

 He barely felt the prickle of Rad’s sword, his eyes snapping to the entrance of the field.

 He wanted to ignore the presence he felt and wanted to continue the duel with Rad but he found his body moving against his will.

 “Your Majesty, what's wrong?” 

 He heard Rad’s worried tone but he couldn't reply. It was like all his being was channeled to the connection he felt drawing...