Light and Darkness - Part 17

Far across from them, in the midst of a massive crater they both created, Zeke and Gav stood. One of Gav's wings was severed, its blood still dripping onto the ground, while Zeke leaned heavily against Gav, a sword protruding from his back.

"Took you long enough," Zeke said, a weak smile playing on his lips as blood dripped from his mouth.

Gav, still shrouded in darkness, remained silent, his head bowed.

"Don't look like you're the one defeated here, Gav," Zeke continued, coughing up more blood. "Stand tall."

Gav's grip tightened on his sword. He struggled to speak. "Why did it have to be like this, Zeke?"

"Sorry, there is no other way but this," Zeke replied.

Gav sucked in a shaky breath.

"What do you want me to do after this?" Gav finally spoke again, but this time, his voice and eyes were emotionless.

"Be a good king," Zeke smirked weakly.

"Bullshit," Gav retorted.