I dodge rolled to the right, and swung my blade around. With a mere thought, the smoke that was now billowing at my feet encompassed the sword. As I struck at his side, the goliath was assaulted by the substance. I backed up, and the oaf began to charge me. As he did, the smoke around him reacted, entering his body. With a bloodcurdling scream, the man exploded to black dust.
Despite the chaos all around, the moment felt silent. I looked around at the villagers, and on their faces was pure fear. They all stared at me, dumbfounded and horrified. Helga, to her credit, summoned the courage to stand between me and the others. She held her weapon towards me.
“I don’t know what the fuck you are, but you aren’t getting any closer.” She yelled.
I shouldn’t be here
This is what I get for trying to help
Shaking those thoughts away, I pulled up my hood. I took one last look at the terrified faces, figured there was no point in arguing, and ran. As the rest of the Horde descended on the village, a dark thought entered my mind.
With luck, none of them will live to tell about it.
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Journal 0 - On the Road
22nd of Griselu, 1078