So, Angel was evil. Thought so. I kill a bunch of foot soldiers, before reaching the heavier ones. Swords, spears, shields. The sound of clashing metal rings in my ears, and I close my eyes for a second. A sharp pain shoots through my knees, and I crumple to the floor. The soldiers part into two sides for Angel to walk through, and for Ashes to see.
"Jason..?"
"Keep reading, don't worry about me."
"Tell me when you have his head." Angel spins around. "Oh, wait. I have a better idea, to make it less painful for you. And to say you didn't go down fighting in history." She turns back around, hunches over, and touches my forehead.
And then there was nothing.
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Academy Of The Royals (Draft version)
FantasyThis is really old and not really worth reading, it's very poorly written In a world made up of only kingdoms how do people have any freedom? Well some would say they don't, that's how that uprisings started. But what happens when rebels invade the...
