It was over. Alex was the victor, again. He had once again displayed his tactical skills when it came to battle. With two strikes, he managed to subdue his opponent, choosing the most logical path to success - by disabling his opponent's fighting arm.
The witch-queen saw her son bleeding from his multiple wounds but she didn't even come down to help him. She stayed where she was, glancing at her son one last time before completely ignoring him and focusing her attention on Alexander.
