Chapter two.

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Morro looked around the damaged wooden house for any non-obvious places to hide.

He had his pride, but he was injured, and if Lloyd caught him..he'd be in jail in a couple hours.

It seemed that he lost Lloyd, but when he looked behind him while slowing himself from running, he hit his crotch area on a kitchen table. He yelled in pain and squeezed his crotch, forgetting about his hurt stomach. Morro fell down on the ground and curled into a ball. Silent, burning, wet tears fell down Morro's eyes, his vision went blurry, but he managed to get one hand off his hurt muscle and drag himself -very slowly- to the kitchen counter and lifted himself up.

Lloyd ran into the room and threw his sword next to Morro's head, barely hitting his head. Morro was startled and fell back onto the floor. Morro let out a frustrated grunt, and grabbed the sword from the wall.

Lloyd pulled out a mini sword from his sceath, and held it up, ready to fight Morro. Morro looked tired, like he just woke up from a long nap.

"I don't want to kill him, I just want to knock him out." Lloyd reminded himself.

Lloyd turned the sword the other way so the pointy side wasn't facing Morro, and threw it at his forehead.

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