I didn’t want anyone to die on me, not his sister, nor his father, or his people. When he appeared on the battlefield dressed in armor inherited from his father, I knew he wouldn’t leave me no mercy. Yet, I smiled when he killed me with the sword I made for him in the flame of underworld.
Written by : gydalia
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