They all stood still
In their fighting stances
But not one moved
They were waiting for the other to start
The tyrant on one side with a smirk on her lips
A hood over her face and a club in her hand
The Broken Warrior and the Fallen Paladin on the other side
One had a sword drawn the other had a bow and arrow in hand
The wind stopped blowing
The sun and the moon stood still
The water hushed it's rush
An eerie silence took over
Nothing but the sound of their breathing could be heard
Tired of waiting
The Tyrant raised her club
And charged towards the trio
The Warrior blocked the attack with his sword
And swoosh
The club went back
Rrrrr
The air vibrated as metal clashed with metal
Blow after blow the club delivered
Every blow was blocked by the sword
Just then as if out of nowhere
Came a glaive
The witch put her hands up
And stopped the glaive
And there laughing stood in all his glory was-
The Maniac
"Father" The Paladin growled
"Daughter" The Maniac smirked
She released an arrow at him
Which he deflected
As the warrior and the Tyrant were fighting
As the Paladin and the Maniac were fighting
The Witch of Ghoz stood there
In a flash lightning struck her
But she stopped it with her powers
There in the distance standing was none other than-
The sorcerer of Nakane himself
He snarled as he hurdled a rock towards her
She smirked as she reduced the rock to a million tiny bits
The whip in her hand buzzing with energy
This was the ultimate battle
A battle worth fighting~
YOU ARE READING
The Twists and Taste of Destiny
FantasyThis is a story of two warriors Both of whom have known pain Both of whom have been broken and crushed They rose from the darkness sucking it's energy Determined to find light Come with them Read through the book Dance lightly along...
