After her exile, she had been wandering along the gravel roads. Since she lacked any gold she was forced to steal from the townsfolk. She used her magic to enthrall the townsfolk to take their food. Till her greed made her insatiable. She then started to steal, no longer for her own survival, but for the rush. The thrill made feel alive, until she got caught by a guard. He saw her and he walks to her.
"Hey! Just what do you think you are doing!" he yelled, his voice rough and deep. She looks up at him in fear and her half-lidded eyelids fling fully open. "Shit!" She took what she could and ran for it. The guard yells "Get back here thief!!" as he chased her down. She ignored him, running as fast as she could. Some items she carried had fallen and she bumps into a few civilians. The guard also knocks a few down. She then ends up running into a blocked off, one way alley. " Got ya now, now why don't come peacefully and i won't have to hurt ya" he said, trying to get her to come.
She looks all around and she saw no way out and she stayed in place. he slowly approached her, his left hand on his sheathed sword. She saw it and she yelled "don't come any closer or i'll.. I'll hurt you!" to him. He stops walking, a smile forms on his face and he snickers, only to break out into laughter. "BWAHAHA! Hurt me how?! You have no weapons, only fists!" He resumes walking towards her. "you think i'm afraid of a lowlife-!" just before he could finish his sentence, she projects a direct psionic spear though his chest.
The spear pierced his breast plate, then his heart and out the back. He lets out a sharp gasp, then a sputtering cough, his warm and red life essence oozes from the puncture wound and it wells up into his throat. The guard grips the psionic spear, as it fizzles out. Then the red fluid gushes rapidly from the hole, like a torrential rain storm. She looks on in horror, realizing what she did. She then ran past him fast. The guard collapsed from blood loss, his face loosed all color and his irises dilate halfway.
She runs out of the castle and into a nearby stable. She looks at one of the horses and looks for the stable master. Since she saw no one she took a saddle and hooks it onto one of the clydesdale horses and she freed him. She had taken the guards weapons and she quickly took off, her sights set onto a new city.
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The War Between All
FantasíaThis story is set in the medieval age, with war, gore and death. this will show the love and willpower of our hero. Will the hero save her land? or will she fall with the rest. ||NOTE THERE IS MORE TO BE ADDED AS I WORK ON IT, STAY TUNED||
