Chosen Then Cursed

Chosen Then Cursed

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I walked towards him. the man I so very much hated. the man who screwed up my life. the man who killed my mom, my dad and almost killed Dexter. my blood boiled in fury and I held my sword tightly in my grip. he attempted a smirk but it vanished quickly as soon as my dragon, hunter, landed behind me. she stood strong, her long black wings extended ready to pounce at my command. this time I smirked but there was no humour to it. it was plain evil. my long mousey gingery brown hair flowed behind me as I took some strides forwards. glaring at him. hunter growling all the way keeping pace. he shrunk back away from me his heels almost at the end of the cliff. thunder and lightning rang loud in our ears but I didn't even flinch. this was it. I didn't care what the prophecy said. I was going to kill him even if it was the last thing I did. "how does it feel? hmm?" I spat at him his eyes held so much fear. I could feel my powers surging inside of me. so much power. at this point I was sure my eyes had gone a deathly black and electricity danced off my fingertips. charging up. "how does it feel!!" I screamed. I lunged at him and he blocked my attack with his sword pushing me away and started chanting, "fiunt in tenebris lux bestia tam potens! equitare ad eum : Dimitte me ut potentia et gloria ! et ducam eum et interficite eam angelus magia tenebris!" he yelled and large black cloud rose into the air. dark magic. it shaped itself into a large dark cloud looking like dragon with red eyes, and long fangs. "Sit per venas poisen excipiant sentiat mortis tenebras non mori sentiat!" he yelled sending a force of a stone wall at me. he cursed me. that son of a bitch! I felt cold inside and black vines crawled up my body and neck. raking my body in pain. but I didn't care. that arsehole! I didn't wait anymore, I ran onto hunter and we flew at him and his dark magic dragon. we collided in the air. I would not die until he was dead!
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