Quarante

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The fight went on for a while,
Apparently Nabote won,
Since she has done anything in her power to grow strong,
The Queen was too tired and week from all the things.
She fell to her defeat.

Nabote raged on,
Seeing Phratis and Russell holding hands.

"I should've killed you a long ago"

She went forward and so did Russell,
They both were filled with emotions,
Russell only had vengeance in his eyes while Nabote had hate.
She snatched the magic sword from his hands,
He was helpless as he was never a warrior,
Vengeance had blinded him.

As Nabote was about to end it,
All of them ran to stop her from killing him.
She swung the sword,
Which Phartis took into his chest,
He laid there on the ground,
Pale and dead.
He sacrificed his life for his love.

Nabote now finally lost her son,
It was her mistake all along.

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