"Just your regular old human."

You say trying to hold back your blushes. She unclasp you from her tight grip letting you stand there in the presence of her army. She sat back down moving her hand into a fist to lay her head on it in puzzlement. Then like a light turning on she ask you.

"Are you one of the five?"

"What?" you ask back in wonderment.

Dilan yell out loud, "He can't be one of them. He a piece of shit with no skill like us. He can't have power, because we caught him."

"Well Mikler was the reason why I got capture. By the way it was skill not luck that I slayed your people in battle. I will not say sorry for an act of war that you cause on me." you anger spatted back at Dilan.

"Enough talking. We shall see if he can decide if he is one of them." said the Queen.

"Who me?" you ask stupidly.