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Ruthless

Ruthless

As he wiped the streaming blood from his lip where I punched him in response to his violence, he stood up and faced me. I copied his actions with confidence that was soon lost. I looked him straight in the eye and saw nothing that resembled the man I used to know, all I saw was dark cold eyes, not the kind loving ones I had grown accustomed to. I then realized, he wasn't coming back, all that was left was the cold hard ruthless demon that would stop at nothing to kill me.