Alex had seen everything around him. But had trouble. This was fake too. It had to be. But even if it was, he still felt like that doesn't mean he should do nothing. He continued to observe his surroundings trying o find out what to do.
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"When one of your suitors impales himself with one, whatever causes the blood to spill will catch someone's eye." He transmits this to Elsa's mind while tapping the pit that replaced his eyeball with the tip of his sword.
He had multiple male suitors. Poor bastard, Aminias, was the first person killed with the blade. He had grasped his blade with his hands. He seemed to be admiring it for some reason.
It looked like a normal blade. But it seemed as if that is not what he saw.
His jaw creeped open actually and his mouth seemed to have moved slightly but not to the words he said as he continued.
"Is someone feeling confident? I am the [i]best[/i] archer to have ever lived." He didn't realize how hypocritical he just sounded. "I accept. You will lose and I will get to kill you, your cat, and your friend deal?" His skull tilted a bit to the side.
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Alex still was having a few issues and still fell on his knees despite Elsa probably needing his help. Face in hands. The illusion created by Narcissus had taken a small toll on him and made him a bit scared...