As the trio rode off into the back alleys of Rega trying to dodge the onslaught of green men, a black armored man rose from the ground. A long red gash cut across the left side of his face and ended at the right side of his chin. Blood ran out of the socket that had once held his left eye and filled his mouth. His helmet lay shattered on the ground and his other eye seemed blurred and out of focus but it still searched for the man in gold armor.
“This isn’t over yet, boy. I will pull your heart from your chest with my bare hands and eat it before this day is over. I will find you, Gold Lion, and I will watch you slowly die and everything you hold dear will die with you,” and the man clinched his fists so tightly blood trickled from them. His right eye glared and the pain he felt was nothing compared to the rage he felt for the man in golden armor. The Golden Lion.
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The Legends of Ithan Book 1: Ghosts & Fire
FantasyA fantasy tale of ten destined heroes who must save their homeland from an evil king, who's blood bath of revenge, will change their lives & world forever.
