War Magic

There are images in my mind.

Music from a forgotten time.

Piano. Angry lyrics. A white rapper.

Somehow, in this fucked-up situation, I can’t help but remember the song.

‘Till the roof comes off, ‘till the lights go out, can’t shut my mouth’

I bend to avoid a sword and bat the incoming ball of fire back to the mage. I rise and move forward, fast as a cat and my fingers grasp the hand with the sword, twisting until I hear the bones snap.

The man shouts and lets go of the sword but catches it with his other hand and slashes at my midriff.

I evade and counter with a kick to the knee. He evades.

‘'till the smoke clears out, am I high? Perhaps. I'ma rip this shit 'til my bones collapse’

Behind me, Fa Min is dealing with the captain. Despite having surpassed two Heavenly Tribulations, Min is having a hard time against the more experienced warrior.