I could see the fear splattered across Sylian's face, I rebutted that this would be the way I would die. I slowly started creeping my free arm to my chest towards the sword's blade, and without any pause I gathered momentum forcing my elbow into his stomach. The man dropped his sword onto the ground infront of me, I gathered the blade from the grass and placed it on the man's chest.
I slammed my foot into the ground and a large pit opened up from the earth, swallowing the men who were running away from the battlefield. The earth then returned to its form closing back up again as if it never happened to begin with. I looked into the man's eyes, holding his soul in my hands with my blade firmly to his chest.
"I am not gonna kill you, it's not worth more blood shed" I said. I could see the muscles in the man's face relax. A silver sword came flying across the man's shoulders, taking his head clean off. I looked up to see Frances.
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The Diary Of Princess Azalia - Part One
FantasyAzalia a nineteen year old girl who has had a relatively normal life so far, start's to face some difficulty when she has to start saving up for college. Azalia does the unspeakable work for the most hated man in her city, Ben Razalia the owner of t...
