Chapter 119

  Jordan

  My dark replica frowned as he saw that I had saved myself from the boiling hot magma that could have killed me, but then he glanced at my sword that was lying on the floor.

  It fell when I was about to loose balance.

  The frown disappeared and quick got replaced by a smile.

  He began to walk towards me, but quickly, I focused on the floor before him.

  He quickly stopped walking and moved backward as the floor before him turned into a large hole filled with boiling hot magma.

  “Not bad,” he shrugged and then smiled wickedly, “but It’s nothing special either.”

  Immediately he said that, the magma hole once again changed to the rocky floor and as I was still on the floor, he dashed at me with his sword.

  “Good bye,” he said and raised up his sword, bringing it down for me. I raised up my hand and closed my eyes as I waited for him to stab me with the sword.