The Prince of Warwood and The War of Kings by Clinton J. Noel

Author:Clinton, J. Noel [Clinton, J. Noel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: C Squared Publishing
Published: 2016-02-24T18:30:00+00:00

Later that afternoon, Xavier entered the coliseum for his combat training and found that his cheering section had grown exponentially. There were twenty to thirty students sitting in the bleachers with drinks and popcorn that Beck was passing out from a large plastic bag. As soon as they saw Xavier, they erupted into cheers and chants, and he waved shyly at the group.

“Keep your head in the exercise, son,” his father whispered.

With a nod, he took his position in center field and busily tightened his protective gear. He was swinging his sword experimentally, loosening his arm and shoulder muscles when he saw his opponents and his jaw dropped. Standing across from him were about a dozen royal guards. His head jerked in alarm to his father, sending a panicked message.

“I have to fight all of them? At once?”

“Xavier, you need a challenge. Aside from Sir Blaire, the guards you’ve faced thus far haven’t been much of a challenge. The sheer number of opponents should prove to be a good exercise of your abilities.”

“A good exercise of my abilities? You’ve got to be kidding me! There’s no way I’ll ever have to fight a mob of dark soldiers at once.”

“Son, we don’t know that. I’d rather you be overly prepared than not prepared well enough,” his father scolded.

With a bitter, indignant sigh, Xavier hissed, “Fine.”

Scanning the group across from him, his mind raced with the best strategy. He needed to cut the number of men at least in half with his first attack to stand any chance of succeeding. To do that, he would have to send a powerful electro force down the center of the group. Then he’d simply deal with whoever was left standing. Simple. Yeah, right!

Taking a deep breath, Xavier stood at the ready and waited for the exercise to begin.

The king’s voice called out over the field, “Everyone ready? Gentlemen, don’t hesitate and don’t go easy on the prince. He won’t go easy on you. Most importantly, don’t make the assumption that since you outnumber the boy twelve to one that he will be an easy mark.” The king paused, glanced at his son and back to the group of soldiers. More than likely, Xavier would be overwhelmed by the sheer number of opponents and would fail in this exercise, but that would provide him something to strive to accomplish. He needed this challenge. The boy couldn’t become too complacent. Complacency was a sure path to carelessness and laziness. “All right, gentlemen. Begin the exercise.”

Suddenly the group of men charged him, and Xavier felt a strong urge to flee. Instead, he lowered his sword a fraction, produced an electro force in the palm of his hand and propelled it toward the center of the group rushing him. The force hit dead center and took out nearly half the group. Cheers erupted loudly from the stands, and the chanting grew louder.

“Prince Xavier! Prince Xavier!”

But he had no time to bask in the cheers and celebration, for the men that remained were answering his attack with forces of their own.

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