Ahab has brought it all together and he sat infringe of those amazing steps staring out into the distance after the two women who’d left. It had fallen quite silent without them all raising hell around this place.
It stood at the edge of the desert. Huffing and puffing. All around we’re the dismembered bodies of a group of bandits trying to rob Him. He strings around his fingers had the last one begging for mercy. She screamed st him about how he was a coward, however he knew he’d jsut our thought this bandit. Most of the time he’d let the unworthy go to becom stringer but today wasn’t one of those days. He wasn’t on pay roll and this place was better without them. With unseen hands, she was silenced. She didn’t know she was dead till her head rolled off her brain processed this and her mouth formed to scream, to bad he didn’t let her have her vocal cords.
He huffs. Holding his sides. Clicks and clanks barely being conceal. He couldn’t patch it up! How fortunate he didn’t bleed any more. That his body was no longer of the flesh that brought in such great weaknesses. However he wasn’t able to be fixed like them now lifeless.
He groanses and continued. He took out yet another beautiful sword from its sheath he was close so close. He let go of that beautiful sword dropping it down the side of a sand dune. Two were left of his fifteen. Soon the fighting and blood would be over, rest would finally find him.