#warfold

[warfold]

My three MCs:

Adren Elavore, second in line to the throne of Ak Moresh.

Bazzal "Pup" Chise, apprentice to the Beast of the Valley.

Vella "Wound of God" Shallyr, Assassin of the Blooded.

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[warfold]

Excerpt from "The Fang of Winter" Warfold Saga Book One.

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I'm crawling. The wound in my chest is sending bolts of lightning through my heart. I know enough of war to understand this might be my last act, but I can't stop myself.

He's lying there, the warmth seeping from his eyes, and all I can do is crawl. Pup is doing the same from the other side, and I know my eyes are a mirror of his. Wild and terrified. Full of tears and pain and specks of fear. I know what will happen before I make it.

The assassin stumbles as he steps away, his blade point still shattered inside of me. I feel it digging deeper. I wish I could stand and stop him. Wish I could fight him. I can't.

I can.

I struggle to my feet, my black shirt covered in scarlet. He scoffs when he sees me.

"What could you do, little prince?"

I draw the dagger from my hip. I have no need of words. Great need of war. Of battle. Of righteousness.

I leap at him, and the pain blinds me. He takes an easy step backwards, but somehow I can see his hesitation. He's weakened. How, I don't know, but he's scared.

I land on my arm the wrong way, unable to catch myself, and I feel a sickening crack. It is nothing compared to my heart, so I rise again. And fall.

He beats me. I rise. It continues. Until I find myself on the balcony. His arm across my throat.

"So weak. Your father put up more of a fight."

I do what any man would do at those words. My knee finds his groin. Suddenly in pain, he shoves me away. I don't think he even meant to, yet I quickly find the balcony gone from beneath my feet. Only air meets me.

When I land, it is with a crunch. Everything is fading to black, but I fight it with all I have.

I hear a scream, so distant, so afraid, so angry. It takes too many moments for me to realize it is my own. But when I do, I understand what has happened.

My father has died. I am next.

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I have to say I love how this part came out. It, at least in me, evokes such a powerful feeling. I'm proud of it.

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