Three Directions - Team B (6)

Malikul landed next to Hadi, extending his hand at the man. “Hello, I’m the crown prince of this damn kingdom.”

Hadi’s jaw slacked open. His eyes fluttered in surprise before he shook his head and received that precious hand and shook it. “Ha– Hadi… the rebel leader…”

“Of course.” Malikul nodded briefly. His eyes had traveled to the other side and a lazy smile latched on his face. “After years of searching, he is over there.” He said in a flat tone.

The man with green eyes stood next to him, flexing his blue-ish wings coated with gold-ish lines at every edge of the wings. He rested his arm on Malikul’s shoulder.

“The man in the picture!” He exclaimed.

The man was a bit dashing but as handsome as Malikul.

“Picture?” Hadi was instantly healed by the healer in Malikul’s party.

Most of Hadi’s healers needed a self-recovery before they could even heal any of themselves. Ironically, most of them were also inside the building, so they also received the impact. None of them were dead, of co