Now that he was back in a familiar environment, he finally felt he had an advantage over his opponent. He knew this place like the back of his hand, knew every little corner, every little element that he could use in his favor.
This battle had gone on long enough, and this was the ideal spot to end it at last.
He retreated into the perfect place to stage an ambush, and prepared himself for that final moment, the moment that would either seal his fate, or that of his opponent.
As he heard footsteps nearing, he breathed in deeply.
May the more crooked man win this fight.
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Tiny Stories
Short StoryA collection of 100 word stories, based on two prompt list challenges. The first 100 stories will be based on general themes, the last 100 will be based on a list of 100 emotions. *COMPLETED*
