𝔉𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔶-𝔑𝔦𝔫𝔢

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I grab her staffs. She struggles. I need to break them. I need to destroy mine. I feel the power bouncing around. It hurts to say the least. I grip the staff. She slams her claws into my chest. I wince. I see the power burning through my bandages. Oh... that's not good. I take out a spell. I place it on my staff. 

Her face lights up in tears. She pushes harder. She knocks me to my knees. She rises up. I see the dead starting to move. It's now or never. I hear the others running. I see Assrack and Ilithius charging. 

"Merlin!" I hear Snow White yell.

"I'm sorry to both of you." I say.

"What?" Pasheria says.

I ignite the spell blowing us both up. 

<~~~>    <~~~>   <~~~>

"Merlin!" I scream.

"Mitz!" Arhtur yells.

"Oh no..." Hans drops his pan. 

"No..." Jack sighs.

Tears stream down my face. I grip the grass. Merlin!!! Why? I thought we agreed on no more sacrifices. I thought... I see the moon turning back to white and gray. The eclipse is over it looks like. I see the clouds breaking off. Fading like fog. 

"He did it. He really did it." Arthur smiles.

"No. He only prolonged your doom." A voice says.

Pasheria rises. The other demon lords rise up. 

"You will all die." Pasheria says.

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