Chapter26

#Chapter26

Burn

Talus' POV

I ran to the Sanian soldiers, my whole mind fueled with hate and the urge to kill. Approaching the burning soldiers, I began diving my sword into their hearts. Adrenaline pump ferociously through my veins. The roars of soldiers trembled the ground.

A Sanian ran over to me, his eyes raging with blood lust. I took my stance and prepared to parry his attack. Our swords collided, sparks flying. He was a pin length apart from me. We held our swords at each other and bored into each others eyes. His stinky breath slipped into my nostrils and I wrinkled my nose.

I kneed him in the balls and he held it, graoning. Swiftly, I sliced off his head and it fell of his neck, landing on the floor in a smack. I glanced around. Isalo was on the soil, his sword above his head. A raging Sanian kept smacking his sword on his.