youyouHeno scowled. “So few breaths left in you, and you choose to waste them shouting needless taunts at me. You should be asking if your untimely deaths will be swift and painless or slow and gory. Why am I surprised that you are so pathetic?” He looked at Amberly like a bug that had wandered into his house that he planned on squishing.
Trace growled, and Kire knew what was going to happen next. “Don’t talk to my girlfriend like that!” Trace pulled out his flaming sword like a knight ready to defend the honor of his fair maiden and ran straight toward Heno. His form was mediocre at best, but he charged up the hill toward the enemy.
“Trace!” screamed Amberly, flinging out her gauntleted hand in his direction. To the group’s astonishment, a massive fallen tree branch weighing roughly fif
