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I on looked as the battle around me raged. The screams of wounded and dying broke me. I walked away from the battle after taking victory but I swore I would never fight again, not without the old group i rode with so long ago. My camo hung with my old sword upon my wall as a memory to what once was. Part of me missed it and part of me despised myself for that. That very night I heard a knock at my door, yo my surprise it was Sarah, a member of my old team. "We need you to fight again." she said. "You know I swore Id never fight again without the team." I replied, looking across the moonlit waters. "The old team will be there." she said. "Will he be there?" I asked. "He will be there." I walked to the wall where my camo hung and slipped the coat on with ease. I took my sword and tied it to its place and stood facing her. "The girl donned in camo rides again." I said. As the word fell from my mouth I lit a match and threw it to my fire place. Sarah wore a small smile. "You haven't changed." she said. "Eli will be proud." I gave her a sharp look. "I doubt he even remember me, let alone cares." I said, somewhat sadly. "Yet, I knew that fate long ago." "The fight must continue and you know we need you. You two would give your lives in a heart beat. Even for each other." she said. "We will see." I said.


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