by kia. » Mon Sep 22, 2014 1:50 am
Ruthyios pulled the half of his horn from Zuthios's axe.
Alex perks up "Maybe we could fix that I-"
"That won't be needed, King Alex." Ruthyios nods, holding the halved horn. "This be just like a battle wound. There will be a scar."
The warriors Ruthyios had led shyed out of the shadows and looked at their leader in hopelessness. "Soulkin is dead!" One ran over.
"I know." Ruthyios frowns, glaring at the smaller bull.
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