Chapter seventy-three: Death.
Ki POV
"BWAH HAH HAH!" He bellowed, floating back down. I gripped onto my True Night's Edge harder.
"Trying to save your dear friend hm~?" He sneered. I growled.
"Bwah! I bet she's already dead..... And you never even got to tell her how you fel--"
I lunged towards him and struck him with my blade.
The Shockwave sent his skull barreling backwards. Still holding the sword, I pull out my spell book.
"SKELETRON! THIS IS THE END!" I yell, summoning a demon scythe. The purple scythe spins and hurls towards his arm. The bone cracks in half and disintegrates.
"Hah? How can this be? I-.... I don't remember you being this strong all those years ago...." He said, puzzled.
I stood still as I charged my sword with magic. The edge of the dark purple sword started glowing green. I sensed the air becoming colder.
I felt my feet leave the brick as I floated into the air. Ghastly green swords formed all around me.
My robes started glowing brighter.
"I am not afraid of you." I say, as the swords charge towards him.
Skeletron screeches, and as soon as the sword hit him, his skull starts cracking apart with bursts of light.
I close my eyes, as the light glows brighter.
When my eyes open again, I'm back on the ground, my True Night's Edge is in my hand. I loom across the dungeon to see the old man, lying lifelessly on the ground.
"Ki........... Go.......... Help.... Him..." Feather mutters. I turn around to look at her.
Her hair is matter with blood and sweat. She's bruised and a good amount of blood was all around her.
I look between her and the old man.
"Feather! No! You are going to die unless you get help this instant!" I say.
"Oh well....." She said, nonchalantly. "Go........ He's still got a life to live..."
She laughs.
"What are.....you waiting for? He's not getting any younger?" She wheezes. I watch in horror as her eyes slowly close and her chest stops moving.
"F-feather?" I stutter. No response.
I wince and turn around, Facing the old man.
I ran towards him.
He became shaky as he lifted his head towards me.
His ocean-blue eyes seemed to stare into my soul.
"Y-you saved me....." He said softly.
"I didn't save you....... Feather did..." I mutter. We both turn around to look at her, her body is limp and crushed bricks littered around her.
"..... Why didn't you save her instead?" He asked.
I squeeze my eyes shut.
"It's what she wanted....." My voice quavered. I sigh and open my eyes again.....
"Here, let me help you up.." I offer my arm towards him, Which he gladly takes.
"Thank you, young sir..." He says, giving me a weak smile.
"No.... P-problem..... Say..... I don't think I've gotten your name yet?" I felt a few tears swell in my eyes.
The old man looks at me with a puzzled expression. He then crinkled his eyes.
"Sebastian..... My name is Sebastian.."
Sebastian....... The man my friend sacrificed herself for......
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