How do we live and love when we know that everything we have will turn into ashes?
Now that Zcyhie Elizabeth Fleuvis is back, someone threatens to inflict everything in her normal, stable life. The tranquility of her old town, Stygian Realm, along F...
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Zcyhie Elizabeth's POV
She lunged forward, quickly sprinting towards me. She went closer, as she jabbed out her two knife in her hands as she attempted to stab me, but reflex kicked in and I ducked forward, trying to cleave her legs. Blue noticed this at the last second and only got away with a small, bleeding slice. This bitch is a froggot, tough one.
She sprinted at me again, but his time I managed to make her stumble on her feet and grabbed her knife. I run towards Maysique's position, as I cut her ties.
"How could I trust you?" she asked, narrowing her eyes on me.
"I don't trust you either," I said, catching my breath and continued, "But I have no choice." I laughed a bit and added, "Thank me later."
"No, thanks!" she said, a smirk curved on her lips.
"I don't think I can get up!" she said as she stood up from her chair, worn out.
I took a glance at her. "It wasn't that bad!"
"Leave! Leave right now." I shouted. I was about to turn my back at Blue when I heard her fast footsteps, approaching my direction.
She soon recovered and pushed me back hard. She was extraordinarily strong, so I jumped back and dashed forward with my knife straight out in front of me.
I attempted to stab her arm, but she tucked her shoulders and impaled my stomach. "Shit!" I snarled, jumping back to recover.
I paused, panting, and dashed forward, grabbing her head and pushing it down. My knee slammed into her face and I thrusted my knife with just enough power to go through her back and through the upper quadrant of her abdomen.
Blood splattered everywhere and the knife went all the way through her stomach. The blood sprayed as she slid off of my knife, limp and weak.
A tear fell from my eyes and screamed, "Suits you right for killing my Gramps!"
"Did you defeat her?" Maysique said amazed by the epic fighting.
"I thought you already run. Now go!" I said in between my panting, clenching my fists.
"No. But, I just have to earn the time. Now get your ass up there and get help!" I added.
Blue stood up and wiped her blood, as it dripped coming from her mouth. I swiftly ran, the opposite way from Maysique. Blue darted at me, but her attacks were beginning to weaken, so I adjusted my grip, just to find myself clutching her neck.
"Why do you need to do all of these?"
I slammed my fist right into her face, then used the palm of my hand in an uppercut under the chin.
But she grabbed my chin and forced her head back, intending to sweep my legs out from beneath while I forced my head back. She raised her knife and instantly stabbed my stomach. I coughed with a blood.
