You Underestimate The Enemy

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"Damon. Oh, Damon! Why are you so worked up? Do you really think that Flameheart is the remnant of the Royal bloodline? You met him and concluded that he was nothing special. Or, have you been fooled?" Ambrosia mocked Damon, twirling her hair with her finger.

"That's the very reason why his existence worries me. Although I did not sense any wolf spirit in him, he is way too powerful for an ordinary human. Ambrosia, have you ever heard of the saying that, never underestimate the enemy? Especially the one you know nothing about." Damon countered, causing Ambrosia to rethink her approach to the problem.

"Argh! This is quite exhausting. After all, no one needs to always be on guard against an opponent whose identity is a mystery and has inexhaustible means to counter our attacks!" Ambrosia complained through clenched teeth.

"Indeed, even a small spark can ignite a prairie fire." Damon sighed, as he took a swig of the bloody liquid in the goblet he was holding. Smacking his lips,