Things had never been easy. After all, they'd grown up basically homeless after the casualty. However, if Elijah had known this was how their adventure would turn out, they never would've taken the advice of that mysterious old man. As people say, hindsight is 20/20.
Swords clashed around them, but Elijah wasn't focused on the current battle. No, all of their energy was being poured into the body on the floor in front of them. They couldn't lose her. She was too important to them. Too important to the group. Too important to the world.
The world went silent around Elijah, drowned out by their own voice muttering incantations, chanting magic words for whatever ritual that came to mind that would rectify the situation they were facing.
That's when the sword struck them. Through the back, and protruded through their stomach. It took a few moments for Elijah to register the glint of steel poking from their abdomen. They didn't know how to react, before the blade was pulled out of Elijah's back, and left a gaping wound in it's wake. Elijah slunk backwards, and blood poured from the wound inflicted on their mortal body.
"Fucking magis," The man who'd attacked them spat, as Elijah's consciousness fled from their mind. They hadn't even gotten to see the results of their casting.
The last thing Elijah saw, as their world faded to black, was the body of the very girl they'd been trying to save, and protect, in the arms of their mortal enemy.
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Kingdom Come
FantasyThings had never been easy. After all, they'd grown up basically homeless after the casualty. But if Elijah had known this was how their adventure would turn out, they never would've dared taken the advice of the mysterious old man. As people say, h...
