Because of the badge, Andrew's aura was now utterly evil, savage, and brutal. He charged like a war chariot, unstoppable, as though he could destroy everything before him.
King Stefan jumped in fright. Instinctively, he shoved Princess Aurora toward Andrew and fled to the side.
Princess Aurora cried out in alarm. Andrew abruptly slowed, caught her in his arms, and spun rapidly forward to dissipate the force of his charge.
As they spun, Princess Aurora gazed dreamily at Andrew's face, her heart racing. She also felt a little dizzy. Well, according to Andrew, that might have been because they had spun too many times.
"Maleficent, what are you waiting for?"
Andrew stopped with Princess Aurora in his arms and shouted. Maleficent snapped out of her daze and directed Mr. Crow to breathe fire at King Stefan.
King Stefan instantly burst into flames. Screaming, he ran outside and ultimately fell—the castle hall stood more than ten meters above the ground, primarily for the castle's security.
That was the end of King Stefan. His life had been something of a legend: he had risen from a thief to a king.
"What an idiot. He could have lived off a woman and won without lifting a finger, but he chose to work for it himself. Such an idiot."
Andrew shook his head, released Princess Aurora, and swiftly charged toward Maleficent. His movements were naturally extraordinarily fast, yet almost silent, like an agile big cat.
Watching King Stefan fall, Maleficent wore a complicated expression. She certainly hated Stefan, but a trace of him still lingered in her heart, however faint.
Just then, Maleficent sensed danger and whipped her head around. Andrew sprang up ferociously toward her, then drove his right fist at her head.
Maleficent hurriedly beat her wings and left the dragon's back.