Victory
Apr 7th, 2021 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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The force of the sword against my shield knocked me to the ground. As the sword came toward me, I turned and pushed myself up. I could barely see through my protective head shield and the sweat dripped down my face. The man, large and fierce, came at me again, and the clanking of our swords filled the arena.
One of us would die, slaves no one cared about.
In one last attempt, I lunged, stuck my sword into his side and twisted. He moaned, collapsing to the ground face down. The crowd cheered.
I raised my hands in victory.
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