Rush In

Victor looked into the sky and could see a green gas polluting the fresh air. " Shit." Suddnely roars filled the air and a shadow figure could be seen. This shadowy figure belonged to none other than the dragon, Poison. Poison descended from the sky. The reason he came to the West was that he heard Victor was watching over the West. If he could take Victor out of the picture, the Royal Elven Empire was surely done for. He didn't know that Victor was a double agent who was currently working for the Industrial Elven Empire. Poison landed right behind Victor. Victor slowly turned around and rolled his eyes. He couldn't catch a break. He hoped whatever Poison had to say was quick. Victor was tired, hungry, and thirsty. Victor Zen." The self-proclaimed number one swordsman. We meet at last." I am- Victor sucked his teeth. " I already know who the fuck you are." You don't have to tell me who the fuck you are." I have things to do." Ok?" Now leave me alone." Poison chuckled and scoffed. " You are quite rude." Allow me to fix that rude little attuide of yours, human." Poison suddenly opened his mouth and coughed up some blue poison. Victor blindly inhaled the blue poison. The poison spread through Victor's body like a virus. Victor collapsed on his knees and started puking up chunks of blood. He held his chest and started groaning. It felt as if someone was stabbing him in his chest with knives. Even though he had been poisoned, he wouldn't let it stop him.

He wiped the blood away from his face and grounding his jaws together. " You motherfucker." You'll pay for that dearly. Poison started laughing. " Come on." Try me and see what will happen." Victor grabbed his sword off the ground and unsheathed it, running towards Poison.