With a flick of his wrist his hand emmited the blue flame as he approached the fallen Shao ready to end him
The general looked up at him with hatred " I'll kill you and that traitor" He growled
Y/N raised his flame covered fist ready to end it as Shao stared at him with hatred
" 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐑 ! "
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐬
𝐍𝐎 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬..𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡
𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞
" 𝐌𝐄 !? 𝐈'𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐑 !? 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐘/𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆'𝐒 𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝐈𝐒 !"
" 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐍𝐎 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐑 ! 𝐖𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐒 ! 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐗𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐒 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐕𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 !" 𝐘/𝐍 𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐑𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤
𝐑𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞 𝐘/𝐍 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐳𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝
𝐘/𝐍'𝐒 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 " 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 " 𝐘/𝐍 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝
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