Miles away, a man was being surrounded by more than twenty men who also wore black robes. The latter had their swords at the ready, pointed at the man in black cloak.
"There! It's him! I'm sure of it!!!" A young man in yellow robes pointed behind the men. He clutched the arm of the older man who was also wearing yellow robes.
"Guards! Kill him!" The older man commanded.
"Yes, Master!" The men synchronically shouted and began their assault.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Their kill intent was strong as it was directed towards the man in black cloak. They had no intention of holding back.
Since their master has ordered them to kill the man, they will be sure to do so. They didn't take it easy even if he was only a single man against their group.
The young man in yellow sneered at the man who was about to die.
'Heh. Serves you right..'
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Like it ? Add to library!
Have some idea about my story? Comment it and let me know.