@fxtelism-- closed starter
With a final push of Ivar’s blade, slowly sinking into flesh, the soldier took a shuddering breath and moved no more. Several other bodies lined the walls of the alleyway, all rendered dead by his hand. It made him so, so happy to think that they spent their last moments watching their comrades be brutally murdered... if only they’d taken Ivar’s offer to join the Red Sea. Upon hearing footsteps, he turned around with a wide grin, expecting more soldiers. Instead, he was met with the sight of a dark-haired woman with horns protruding from her head.
“oH? wHo MiGhT yOu BE?” The swords still covered in blood remained in his hands, though he didn’t take a position of combat... not yet. “uNfOrTuNaTeLy, ThE bEsT PaRt Of ThE sHoW iS oVeR...”















