Rematch

Draven couldn't believe his eyes.

Arthur was dead. What happened? Why is he alive?

Flynn and Bofur rushed up to the window and stared.

They both stiffened in shock when they saw Arthur landing on shore.

"I–impossible," Flynn stuttered. "Is that a ghost?"

"No, it's Arthur in the flesh," Bofur's voice croaked. He had lost his colour. "We watch him die. How is he alive?"

Draven balled his hands into fists and drew his last shred of courage. "Get your nerves settled, men. It's just Arthur. It's my bet someone casted resurrection magic on him."

"Something about him has changed," Flynn said, his legs quavering. "Look at his face, his hair, his build. Even the way he carried himself. He looks powerful."

They watched as Arthur stood at the beach of the island, striking a power pose with his trident.

"No," Draven voice went grave. "It doesn't matter how powerful he is. We killed him once. We can still kill him again."

Bofur stroked his beard. He was recovering from his first shock. "The s
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