Karr stayed at the east side of Golden Glade town, for quite a while. Until he saw the great beast fall down, he nodded his head with his eyes closed, as to approve that Glenn may have done his job, so Karr headed straight towards the great Allan Bridge. The river is about a third of a mile wide, so crossing this bridge will take a few minutes to walk to the other side. The rain and wind picked up a bit, but Karr continued to walk with his arms crossed and eyes closed, knowing his direction well.
He stopped mid-way after sensing a presence of another being some distance behind him. He assumed at first it would be Glenn, gloating about all the work he has done, when in fact Glenn has done most of the dirty work all day. He opened his eyes and realized that it wasn’t Glenn; it was someone else, with a great killing intent directed towards him. He immediately drew his battle axe and shield, deflecting whatever projectile he sense came flying his way. He bounced off a flying claymore that would’ve plunged directly into his sternum if he had not reacted quickly.
After the claymore landed a few feet to Karr’s left, he peered to get a good eye of the assailant. As he looked, after a great lightning bolt soared in the sky brightly, nearly blinding him. He sees Brenda Gibbons, her back hunched down, head straight up, staring with a cold deathly focused look upon Karr. He recognized that look before in the eyes of many warriors in his time as General of this country, but he doesn’t recognize the woman herself.
He glanced to the claymore, and immediately recognized it as Rufus’ sword. He safely assumed that the woman standing far before him is the same woman that was on horseback with Rufus earlier after piecing their faces together, minus her messy hair that is. He lifted his axe up towards her after the sound of thunder from the previous lightning bolt, finally came through.
“If you value your life, you will turn around and never to track me down ever again, this is your first and final warning.” Karr stated calmly and smoothly.
After his declaration, another lightning bolt, soared across the skies again, this time slightly lighter, and the thunder came shortly afterwards. He couldn’t hear her response, but he knew what she said by reading her lips. The same exact haunting words, the words that echoes through him till this day of the many lives he took, to get to where he is today. “You took everything away from me…”
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He closed his eyes while hearing distant rumblings of thunder off in the distance.
“You shouldn’t have followed me for your own personal vengeance…” Karr mumbled, knowing that if he even said them out loud for her to hear, she still would be standing here like she is now.
She slowly raised her right arm up, her palm opened as if she was reaching out to grab something. The exact moment she stopped, a lightning bolt surged its way down, hitting the claymore as if it was beckoned to. The lightning bolt blasted a side of the bridge, and knocking Karr down, to his right. Karr tried to get up, but as soon as he got to standing on his right knee, Brenda closed her palm, controlling an electrical current to stun Karr to prevent him from further moving.
She raised her left hand up in the air, swirling it around and stopped, after forming a large icicle above her hand. She advanced slowly and stoically towards Karr, keeping her arms in the same position. As she controls her magic to this extent, blood started to rush from her nose, then from her eyes, and then from her ears.
She stopped a few yards away from Karr, keeping her cold icy death stare straight into his eyes.
A lightning bolt streaked across the skies one more time, before she said, “Any last words, before I end your life, at the cost of mine?” Shortly after she finished her sentence, the thunderous sound from the lightning bolt from a moment ago, echoed throughout the sky.
Karr closed his eyes once again, then he reopened and stared at her with a firm look to match her cold icy stare.
“You should’ve turned back around, when you had the chance.” Karr said with his usual calm tone.
With her irritation of this man’s lack of remorse, or so it appeared to her, she immediately lowered her left arm to plunge her icy spear into Karr’s unmoving face. Karr stood up while throwing the electrical current off with his own mana, and deflected the icicle, by allowing it to slid across his shield and advanced with haste towards Brenda. Before Brenda could summon up a suicidal lightning bolt to smite both of them, Karr already threw his battle axe at her face, splitting her head nearly in two, then he slammed the rim of his shield, knocking her on the ground, rolling to the bridge’s parapet.
Karr walked slowly towards her body, to retrieve his axe. He turned to the east and continued to walk towards the end of the bridge, closing his eyes again. He thought deeply in his mind, ‘I spilled the blood, of a fellow devoted countryman, I can never turn back now…’