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Rated: 13+ · Campfire Creative · Sample · Fantasy · #1934929
Final Battle
[Introduction]

Blood, fire, and pain. So much pain can't move my body. But ...I must.

“Ha ha, you can barely move. You can't even see me finish off your friend; Such a shame considering it was you who almost killed him”. He slowly walked into my line of sight, “Maybe I will let you watch” he started to sneer “After all the look of pain differs with every person.”
I must move! I can't let him continue this. I won't!
“If...if you value that pitiful thing you call your life” I pushed myself up off the ground and looked him in the eye and roared “You will stop right now!”
He looked at me coldly “Such disrespect, and I was going to let you watch me destroy your only friend.” He turned his head away “Truthfully I'm quite surprised you still have the strength to talk after that last attack, but your still too weak to match me” he said calmly. “Now then I think that after that little outburst of yours, I'll kill your pathetic comrade much more slowly so he can suffer more instead of a quick and painless death” he said while slowly raising a dagger. “You should consider this an honor, I don't normally have this much pleasure killing nuisances such as yourselves.”
I slowly rose to my feet my whole body trembling “Don't...you...dare!” I bellowed. Pain like no other shot through my body as it erupted in an immense fire. I didn't care anymore, I didn't care if I died there but I won't let him hurt innocent people. I'm putting every last bit of my energy into this attack. Even if I die I'll take him with me. I would do anything to protect my friends because I know they would do the same for me, they were the only ones who embraced me, and accept me for who I am when no one else did. They gave my life a cause. I will do anything to protect them. Even at the cost of my own life! Then I charged.
“HERE'S YOUR ONE WAY TICKET TO HELL! YOU BASTARD!

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