>>7662604His sword flew from his sweaty hands, clinging sharply on the polished floor
The only thing bigger then his fears, all piling up and becoming truth
Was the darklord's grinning smile
And the urge to puke the warrior had
Some other big things the armored human wished were also to
Cough all the poison gases he inhaled
Drop down all the chunks of blood that coagulated both inside and outside
Forget the last words from his archer friend, his limp body still warm on the side of the room
Feel again the touch of the cleric that sacrificed even his own body to save everyone mere minutes ago
And that he could have fulfilled the promise he made to the mage's little brother, to always protect her.
By gathering all his courage and energy, from the magical stones he gathered all around the world,
He stood up.
"What a pathetic vision" laughed the darklord "This is all you slugs could bring to my lair?"
With a single swing of his mighty lance, the warrior fell to the ground once more
Maybe one last time, though the hero, maybe for this last time i can man up
And do what needs to be done
Maybe for once i could rise my sword with my arm in hand, heart in chest and eyesight foward.
His body made a muffled thump, hitting the pristine floor of the castle, only stained by blood
The darklord stopped smiling, closing his eyes
"But you know i'm not done with you yet, that you shall suffer more and more, as i did before"
"Thou shall receive the worst of the curses, the darkest of the destinies, the shallowest of the graves."
The warrior eyes were already closed
His consicence almost faded away
He didn't even feel the mighty spear of the darklord cleanly piercing his chest
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