Last Man Standing
Finn's voice shook once more.
With a grimace of determination, he rose swiftly, strode to Daniel, and drew his sword. Without a moment's hesitation, he brought it down in a swift arc.
An arm, cleanly severed at the shoulder, thudded onto the ground as blood gushed out. Daniel's scream pierced the air as he writhed on the ground in torment.
"You wretch! Sucking up to foreign lowlifes, tormenting the people of Rackaham… You're a dead man!" Finn, sword pointed at his cousin, spat out the words with venom.
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