Finished an old WIP I started a while ago for a writing exercise (Sorry that it's probably shit. I finished it in like five minutes on the notes app on my phone. I just wanted to get this out of my head before Qpurgatory actually ends): The Final Duel
Crimson dripped off the point of Phil's sword, it fell to the graying grass dying the plants red. Bright blinding sun reflected off the stains, giving the corpse a slightly lifelike glow. He turned away from his own gruesome handiwork and faced the last one.
Tubbo stood tall, pulling out an enchanted weapon and stood poised for a fight. They both stared into the other's soul, mentally preparing for the battle ahead.
"Why are you doing this? You don't even have an egg." Philza's distorted voice rang out from his gas mask. Tubbo didn't answer, instead he ran forward at full force.
Phil quickly brought up his sword to block. Sparks flew out from the clashing metals, a starting flare to signal the duel had begun.
Survivors made their way to where the two leaders were fighting. Some shed tears of fear, fear for what the results of this duel will bring. Some shed tears of joy, joy for the fact it was almost over. They could almost go home.
Purgatory is coming to an end. Just one more day.