GOODRIDDENCE

With each strike, their blades sparked from the force behind it. Allister’s hands were turned into blades as Sargon had created two from the rocks around him. They lunged at each other crumbling the ground behind them and beneath them. Trees tumbled, all which was left were stumps. They left the plains and took the fight up the mountains. Allister jumped into the air and tried to drop kick Sargon. Sargon uprooted a tree, swung it towards Allister, hitting him, sending him crashing into one of the mountains. Everyone stood and watched as the mountain came crumbling down.

“That was ... cool!” Lia shouted, “But too close to me, time to run away.” she said as she left the peak.