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Everything Precious is Art

The battle field was colder than usual. It affected my wellbeing and I feared that I was not fit to fight today.

Teddy was by my side, his curly hair flew in the wind and his eyes were set, Core's silver white hair was floating in the wind and resting idly on his head after the wind stopped pulling it, it seemed to dance ballet.

My hair was tied in a ponytail.

“Let's make this the last war." Teddy said to me.

I was pierced by the words.

“No... Let's make it their last war." I said praying that the hands of destiny would turn, who was I kidding though to myself.

Destiny was inconsiderate, a bloody unfair thing, that is what destiny is.

“Let us make it their last war then." Elio said.

He looked fine, I trusted he would heal.

The portal opened, I braced myself.

The trumpets were blown and I started towards the Voneans.

“Wait, why are there royal guards in the battle field too?." Core asked me.

I looked ahead, he was right.

There were palace guards.

“No way."
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