A flash of swords

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Eragon had to run home to get home safe. He locked the door with the strongest spell. He safely ran towards their room. He gently put Arya down. She looked up to him. Gently he kissed her, but she didn't look like she just wanted one kiss. Quickly she grabbed Eragon's neck pressing him down on her. Eragon tried to stop her, but she was too strong at the moment. So instead of just trying to resist the urge, he went along with his male instinct. He put his arms around her waist and brought her up, but just as he did Arya pushed Eragon against the wall. Quicly, Eragon spun around and she was on the wall. She just intensified their kissing. Quickly Eragon threw himself backwards. He had never seen this side of Arya before, but in fact that wasn't Arya. Quickly he got out of his house to look for her. He found her two hours later. Then Brom unshealthed his sword. As did Eragon. Quickly Eragon lunged at Brom only to be stopped by Islanzadi's blade. He fought only for Arya. He saw a glimpse of her once. As they hit with a fury of blows Saphira and Fìren came out of nowhere. Saphira ripped Arya from her ropes and threw her up, then Fìren snatched up Brom and Islanzadi. When he ripped them up to shreds the bodies did not look anything like them. Rather grey. Eragon thought they were the Grey Folky Of course that was nearly impossible. They were all killed.

Sorry for the short chapter.

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