Chapter 8: The Blade

I was carrying Cabiov on top of Sith. " Kid, Have you ever rode on a Kuth? ", Sith asked me. I replied with a "No". Sith tightened up his wings and gripped his tail. The next thing I saw was just white stripes and black dots. Cabiov and I landed safely in a ship docking bay. Sith on the other hand landed on his head. Sith landed on a Stardwarf. I went to the stardorf and took the sword they were holding. Elegant. Unique. I'm a flash, multiple guards came out with a couple of Fragna-Rifles pointed at us. I ran to a guard and drew my blade like a cross. Blood and guts everywhere. I could see all the guards scared for their lives. I finished them all. Didn't matter.

" Please, My wife is expecting my son. ", A guard yelled out. I drew my blade and finished the guard. I felt a bit guilty. But, wasn't my first time. When I was walking along. My body was aching something awful. My skin felt like lava. My eyes felt like they were gonna blow. I screamed to the top of my lungs. " AAAHUUHHGHJKKHHHTTI! ".