I put Flowen down slowly, cradling his body in my arms, bending down, and then letting him roll onto the floor. Looking sown towards him... Seeing the pain in his face, made me angrier than I had ever thought possible. t made me think of what I was fighting for, and everyone that was counting on me now. Everyone else was dead... My neck craned back up towards the appiration, my saber clasped tightly in the right hand...
The tentacles at the back of it's shoulders flickered around in glee... It wanted me to fight. It approcaed with a swiftness I had never seen, strides which seemed to make this huge room seem small. Left hand shot up, grabbing ahold of the rest of the hilt, I prepared. The Del saber jumped forwards, it's blade slamming an arc for my skull, simply lifting up the blade of my weapon, I knocked it aside, sending the thing to the side, and off-balance. With this, spiining my saber to the side, I pushed it backwards, the blade facing the vreatures back, and cutting into the chitnous armor plating of the thing.
The Del Saber let out a roar of contempt. It was hardly defeated. Turning around with grace and speed unmeasured, it alreayd had it's claw slamming against the armor plating on my chest, enough to send me sprawling to the ground, my balance totally lost. I rolled away, and pushed up with my left hand, my arm pressing force against the floor, launching myself back to my feet. Our eyes met for a moment... Silence ensued. And yet, my thoughts were clear... My body heaving, mind raceing, heart pumping... Adrenline flowed through my body, I wanted to scream out. But, something held me back, I could show no weakness to this thing. So, I let that silence calm me, I let the memories I and Flowen had together rush through me...
It's eyes lit up with burning fires of hatred. Screaming out in angst, it launched itself forwards at a full sprint... Blood began to seep from the open wound in my chest... I could not feel the pain. I could feel nothing. Except the want to defend the people I loved. Finally, within' reach... With all my might, the hilt of m,y weapon in both hands, I swung over my head, straight down at it's skull, the momentum building in one quick moment, while it crashed forwards into oncoming death. It's armor did nothing to stop this... The might blade carving through the skull, and sliding through its diaphram, and all the way to the pelvis, and then drawing through.
A gutteral sound issued forth... As it split in two. My left hand shot to my open wound, my right hand barely keeping a grip on the saber. Steps echoed as I walked back to Flowen. Breathing came heavier each time... I seem as if I asphyxiated myself... Sheathing my blade, to my side, I picked him up once more, and the exit opened, and light could be seen, as troops ran forwards to help...
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