"I'ᴍ sᴏ sᴏʀʀʏ.." Tord had kept repeating as he saw the burning shambles of the house from the top of the hill.
"I ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪs.." Said Tord as a bit of tears formed in his eyes.
*he was mumbling quietly to himself as he slowly stood up with the help of patyrck and Paul his soldiers while he gripped onto his own torn up arm that had been bleeding with all the skin ripped away from it*
*he slouched his head looking toward the ground until he saw a piece of his robot he had made, he then used his other arm to point to the torn off robot arm that had been laying on the ground of the hill*
"Pᴀᴜʟ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀᴏʙᴏᴛ ᴀʀᴍ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ-!" - Tord said to Paul in a stern voice.
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Tomtord: Faked Hate
RandomThis has been written by me. I'm rewriting it currently cause I've gotten better at it in my opinion. Hope you'll like the newer version.
