"BOOM!" a whistling sound resonated near and within a mere breath, a long horizontal object rushed towards me. Only to stop mere inches from my body.
I held the thing up and marveled at the strange runes that ran along its length. Truly a rare craft, i concluded.
"Come." i whispered into the dark night around me.
"BANG!" another deafening sound greeted my ears and immediately after, i finally witnessed the prize that has always been with me ever since she arrived and made me bleed.
"How are you doing this?" the pitiful old creature asked. There were tears in her eyes. And more than that, blood oozed out from her sorry form as it evaporated ceaselessly even as we speak.
Still, i admired her. For even now surrender never appeared in her mind. The b***h kept on fighting as she gave eve
