Nuadu lay in the ground, his b****y self covered in burns and sluggish from all the blood he had lost. He felt his soul slowly detaching from his physical form. Excalibur had lost against his sword this time but it had delivered enough damage. "f**k," the god coughed as tears formed in his eyes. He was going to break his promise to his beloved, she hated that the most. "I love you," he muttered as he reached his wounded arm in Ogma's direction, he hoped she magically appear and she would cradle him but life was cruel. he whispered the last of his essence into his arm and slipt away into the afterlife.
Elatha howled in pain and grit her teeth while whimpering as her arm lay on the ground severed from her body. "My arm! you ruined my body for the last time," she declared as she picked u
