《Shinda Kokoro》Chapter Ten: Broken Hammer
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Chapter Ten: Broken Hammer
They rush through the opening of the cavern, piles of rocks are scattered about, wood chips and splinters cover the floor, "Bombs." Wundah whispers, searching around for Andrew.
"Oh no." Lawa exhales as Wundah quickly glances at her.
"What is it?" He looks at where she's pointing with her trembling finger.
Andrew's broken Hammer half-buried in rubble, the tip crumbled, "Fuck man I'm sure he went out like a true Adventurer."
"Look out!" Wundah was too caught up in his mind and didn't notice the sharp tail flying towards him, Lawa pushes him out of the way.
"What?" Wundah looks up, the Elder Dragon is lifting Lawa up with its tail sticking through her stomach, blood flowing from her mouth.
"AvatarPyro...I kept my promise. My debt is paid in full. Sorry Wundah." She gives a quick, warm-hearted smile before her body shatters into many blue fragments that float into the air.
Wundah's eyes are wide, filled with anger and rage, he rushes towards the dragon, who is blindly swinging it’s tail. It's eyes are gone, "Andrew fucked your ass up!" Wundah chuckles while chopping the right claw off, causing it to fall. Wundah throws his sword down and begins to punch the dragon's face. His fists become full of blood as the dragon groans in agony. He can feel all of its teeth caving in, breaking off piece by piece. Wundah continues to punch the dragon's lifeless body as he weeps, filled with anger and sadness. Items have popped up in his inventory but he continues to punch the dragon, this dumbass dragon that caused the death of his friends. This dragon. After time, so much time he stands up, finds his sword and sheathes it. He places it on the floor and puts Lawa's sword in his inventory, "Someone will find use for it." He walks over to Andrew's broken Hammer and picks it up. He presses buttons on his inventory, all that remains is the handle, he presses a few buttons to create a Long Sword. It has four deadly fangs, it glows red. Wundah sheathes his weapon and continues to press buttons on his inventory. His hands tremble, tears fall down endlessly, "Fuck!" He smiles, "Since you're not here, I guess I'll have to wear it. Don't be too jealous bro." Wundah hangs the chain of Faza claws around his neck and exhales, he begins to walk out of the cavern, he takes one final look and then walks onwards with his hands in his pockets.
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