The beast was charging at them with all its might. Dant's pupil shook left and right as he took quick breaths. His whole body shook as a sudden sense of discomfort entered it out of nowhere.
'What do I do now. There is no way we can run away from this! I don't want to die.'
Dant took out his sword. His gaze shifted to Bret's back.
'It's 'do' or 'die'!'
"Sorry for this," he whispered.
*swish*
"Ha!" With a shout, he pushed forth his sword. His killing intent leaked. The sword pierced Bret's back at his lower abdomen as it came out from the other side.
"Ugh," Bret cried as he felt the pain rushing through his body. It ripped apart his very soul. Bret had his essential internal organs fine enough for him to survive but it still hurts like hell. He looked down to find out why it hurts so much.
