"Let me go, I just wanted to see my father!"

Ryan wiggled his body in an attempt to get free from the man's grip on his bicep. He closed his eyes and collected his energy, his mind focused on his objective of reaching the kingdom's gate.Guards on the front gate shifts are staring at him, watching his movements and observing his body language. As they were preparing themselves, their pupils were narrowed, dilated from sensing danger.

Seeing an opening to bite the man's hand, Ryan had one of the gate guards try to strike his sword, but Marche arrived on the scene and stopped the attack. His blade stood in...