SHADOWED SALVATION
I was terrified, I looked up, and there Alastor stood, holding the remains of the Witch's body, he had snapped a full-blooded witch into two and thrown her head to my feet.
I looked down at his hands, there Ashera was, in his right hand, he was tightly gripping onto it.
“Hi Arwan,” Alastor uttered, “It's really nice to meet you, rival. I've been so desperate to see you, I mean… kill you.”
And then out of the blue, Warrick Aeron jumps out and snatches Ashera from Alastor.
“Hi son,” Warrick muttered, “Thanks for helping me get the sword.”
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