Until Death
I stretched my hand, grabbed the sword, and swivelled my body in mid-air, making a perfect hero's skill.
I landed on the ground, and I felt my muscles urging me to fight. I can feel my whole body aching for war, ready to shed blood.
I am ready to show them what they just did to me, to get revenge and to teach them that no one messes with Rey Reed and goes Scot free.
I unsheathed the sword from its housing, and I was awed by its sight. It was different from any other sword I had ever seen. It is glowing red, instead of the normal white.
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