"*huff*"
"*huff*"
Defeated. Her eyes held shock; complete despair. Her legs caved in, shifting her body to the grass beneath her. Her long strands of ashen hair assisted in hiding her fearful expression. Blood dribbled from her arms and torso, having been cut by the sword of her enemy. In a sudden manner, her weapon dropped from her limp hand. Defeated. She was a failure.
"*sigh* Minami. You should've suspected this outcome."
The setting sun produced beautiful array of colors. The man in front of her merely watched her give up. He did not react, he only frowned. His shade of his hair matched hers, and they even shared similar features. His armor, which was the blackest of black, seemed to resist any form of light.
"You've always tried to follow after me. Why can't you understand that we aren't the same?" the young man asked her. His sword, which was as black as the armor he wore, pointed in her direction.
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She stayed where she was, but a tear dropped from her face, wetting the grassblades. More began to form soon afterwards.
"Just come home.. please. I'll give all of this up.. if you just come home." she forced from her throat, exposing the fragility in her voice. She was fighting for him. When she accepted knighthood, she wanted to become the best she could, all in hope of bringing him back. She had to.
His looks hardened. A muscle in his jaw strained, bulging from his jawline. "Weak. You aren't a knight. You don't follow the code. I'm your opponent, not your brother!"
His arm lifted the sword above him, and his eyes held a fire that could not be extinguished. The girl could only look at the pitch-black sword above her. She braced for her death.
"Hey!"
The voice shot out, stopping his actions. He quickly looked behind him.
A boy, bruised, bloodied, and shirtless, stood not to far from him, sword and shield in hand.
"Remember that question you asked me a long time ago?"
He smirked.
"The answer is no!!"