Et qui metit ( The Reaper )

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Vicky hopeless twist the door knob but it wouldn't budge. Ofcourse!Vicky mentally smacked herself. Ruth must have melt the otherside's door knob. No wonder it was hot! Since she have nothing else to do, she wondered around in the armoury.checking out those weapons.

She found a bronze rifle which look different from the other rifles which was place in a glass casing. There was some sort of description on it, in Latin ; adest de tenebris creaturae. Si a Saga magnum candidum. Gravis enim dignae, sed pluma pro levibus dignis.

Vicky felt greatful that she had learn Latin from her mother because most spells and chants were in Latin. " Reaper of the dark creature. Forged by the great white witch. Heavy for those unworthy,but as light as feather for those worthy." she whispered to herself.

She then had a sudden urged to break the glass case and wanted to try to lift it, though she thinks that she was unworthy enough. Grabbing a nearest sword, she hit the glass case with all her might with the hilt of the sword, sending the glass shattering in to pieces.

Vicky reach of the riffle, gripping it tightly. To her surprise, she lifted it without breaking a single sweat. Suddenly the door flung open and a Trollknight entered. Vicky quickly hid behind a rack. However, the Trollknight could almost feel her presence and began to sniff the air.

Vicky closed her eyes and held her breath. When she no longer heard any sniffing sounds,she slowly open her eyes hoping the Trollknight would be long gone. Instead, she was face to face with it. It hissed at her,spitting venomous saliva.

She ducked just in time as it spits. Aiming the gun at the disgusting troll. Vicky pulled the trigger and the troll burst in to ashes as the bullet reaches its body. Running out of the armoury, Vicky was surrounded by a whole, group of Trollknights.

" Well,well,well....what have we got here..."one of it said, bearing its fang.

" Isn't this is the one master wants?" said the other. They studied her carefully.

" Oh yes. She is the one!" they laughed evilly, slowly aproaching her,

Without caring to ask what were they even saying, Vicky shooted one of them right in the head. When that troll expolded, its ashes struck it's comrade and the comrade too burst into ashes.

The other trolls hissed at that sight. " Et qui metit! She has it!"

" Now get outta here!" Vicky yelled, trying to be bold. "Don't make me repeat myself!"

" You find yourself lucky this time that we are not prepare for it." said the first troll that must be their leader. " Retreate now, comrades!" The Trollknight run off,dissapearing in to the darkness, but before that their leader turn to Vicky smirking. " Doesn't mean that you are safe, your friends will too..." it hissed before leaving with it's comrade.

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