There I was in the middle of a war torn battlefield. The strong scent of blood and rust was in the air. Bodies lay every where some were to shredded to tell what side they were from. All of a sudden there was a sickening sound as a sharp pain surged through my back and I was lifted into the air. I looked down and my feet were pretty high off the ground. The grasp on me was released as I fell to the ground, I looked up and saw a bloody battle axe shrugged over the shoulder, of the one who I came to kill... (This was my first ever book so there are tons of plot holes and typos/grammar issues so pls forgive me I'm back on wattpad working on my second book and when I'm done I will probably return to this book and refine it more)
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