I felt truly happy since I thought I made the right choice. But I took you in anyway just because your mother begged and eventually died for you.Īt once.I started to like you. You came from one of my, violated slaves. Her curiosity at its peek, "Isa.you have been the biggest mistake of my life. "Isa.there is something I must tell you." He said. "You have one arm, and you last a lot of blood.just give it up dad, so we can go back to the way things were before the vile!" Isa yelled. I didn't know what that meant but I didn't want to find out. He gave a devilish smirk, "The effects of the vile.will haunt you, even in the event of your death!" He said. However if you die here," he stopped, "it doesn't matter.I'm one of the deathless, you can't fully kill me!" If you truly hate me and you shall kill me, you indeed shall be the chosen one. Small bits of blood dripped from the arm that had been cut off. Zarlax started laughing.the kind of sick laugh that makes a shivery sensation make its way down your spine. Isa regained consciousness and quickly came to my aid. I hit the bookshelf and made half of them fall. I went through, suddenly black and purple aura surrounded the wound and my sword broke upon contact, "damn it!" He then punched me and I went flying. I quickly lunched my body into position and managed to stab his right shoulder.
I then stepped back and did an uppercut, he stepped back and I saw an opening. Our swords clashed, "Is that all you got?" He asked. I was filled with even more rage, I ran in and gave off a battle cry.
Then kicked her in the stomach causeing her to fall back. Isa and I struggled to hold on as her father wasn't even breaking a sweat. All our swords clashed together in what seemed like a never ending 3 way.
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