White Fire (Geralt of Rivia x OC)

Chapter 21

If anger was casted out like fire, then he drink in my hand should be boiling and the table should be in flames.

Erom ran away like a coward, then again the damage I caused to his shoulder probably meant he couldn't fight.

Geralt went looking for him with Dandelion and Zolton.

I stayed at the bar with Lilith and Jonba.

Lilith says, "You literally just put a giant sword in his shoulder! I didn't know you had it in you."

I reply, "Yeah, I didn't know I had it in me either."

Jonba says, "You're a witcher for a reason. You fight things for a living."

I reply, "Im one shitty witcher. I never had proper training."

I let the two speak and argue with each other. I cant believe I actually fought with someone and hurt them.

I always thought I would never have to.

Then again, theres always room for something new to pop up.

Next thing you know its going to be Yennefer herself coming after me, and I really rather not deal with her.

I may be a witcher in the flesh, but I am not witcher in the spirit or mind.

Fighting is not my thing, killing is not something I wish to do. I can barely take rude comments from people that hate my kind.

My life is one big "why was I born."

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Lmao filler chapter.

I have been writing every day for the past week, but those are other stories you'll find on AO3 (Undead_focus)

Ill try and get a bigger chapter updated soon