Chapter 42.1- The Seadragon's Roar
Added 2025-10-30 22:09:15 +0000 UTCThe one to my left, Declan, attacked first. He had a pug face, nose clearly broken one too many times to heal right, and a sneer on his face. He swung his blade at me. I ducked underneath it, and stomped at his foot. He managed to snatch it back in time, and as I moved to take advantage of his imbalance, I heard the steps of the other one approaching.
I swung my stolen blade in his direction, and he blocked. I took a step back, keeping both men in my view. All three of them, I meant. Stevron had yet to move from his position, but he held his blade at the ready regardless.
Mors, the one to the right, must have felt my attention was divided enough for him to attack. Foolish. I waited until the last possible second, and stepped into his guard. I brought my sword upwards in a slash, and thanks to the close range, instead off his sword, I caught his hand with my blade, separating it from body.
It blasted blood everywhere, and is scream was silenced as I showed my appropriated blade into his open mouth. The one that had been to my left, instead of attacking, dropped his blade and raised both hands up.
“I surrender my lord” He said. I nodded, and turned to Stevron, silently asking him to do the same. The man, stubbornly, remained set on attacking.
“You are a much better fighter than your father ever was, my lord. If he had been maybe half as good as you are, perhaps he would not have died so unremarkably.” He said, clearly trying to get under my skin. I simply gestured for him to come forwards and meet his death.
