A demonic laughter filled the cavern as the flickering torch's flame wavered for a moment.
Finally, the young Knight pulled the rotted, rusted, chipped black blade from the pile of corpses.
He held it high above his head and smiled as blood showered down around him.
"With this, they're all going to pay for what they did to me."
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The Knights of Haile: A Trinity of Heroes
FantasyThe retelling of the Trinity of heroes