Face To Face With Azengrade Part 2

I did not know if my words were true or not, I could only hope. But if they were, then Azengrade was now as good as dead, and a big cog in the wheel of things would be wiped out. I could only put up a strong front that my words were true. And the more I spoke, the more Azengrade's face paled. 

I walked over with my sword drawn. My eyes burned with the intent to kill. "Azengrade, you have no idea how many years I have waited for this day. I have waited so very long." As I said this, I raised my sword and stabbed out. With Atolie holding him in place, I only need to pierce his head. 

But sadly, some things were just too good to be true. My sword stopped a hair's breadth away from his scalp by some kind of black fog, making me frown. "Who's there!?"