Spilt Blood

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At this point, Marlum was running though small crowds of people, trying to chase somebody, a person with classic chain mail Armour and one short iron sword, Greek words lined his sword, like some kind of enchantment

As soon as Marlum reached where the man had stopped, he saw rich on the ground, his dagger beside him, his neck split open

The man that Marlum assumed killed him was standing over him, cackling slightly as he raised his sword up, ready to stab rich one more time, but Marlum didn't let that happen, he bolted towards the man and rammed him with shoulder, sending the man flying into the temple, his chin smashing against the ground

Both Marlum and the man got up, the man now with a bloody mouth, Marlum might just have broken his jaw, the man cracked his neck before raising up his sword, he was challenging Marlum to a duel, to a fair fight

Usually Marlum would have accepted this but after what he had just done to one of his best friends, Marlum was NOT going to fight fair, he didn't give rich a chance so he wasn't going to give him a chance

Before the man could bring his sword back down, Marlum pulled out his sword and threw it atthe man's leg like a javelin, the sword was true to its target and hit the guy dead in the knee

The sword was embedded into his knee and this injury brought the man down, he fell on his back whilst trying yo pull the sword out

Marlum sprinted towards the man, drop kicking the hilt of the sword embedded in his knee, causing the sword to go the opposite direction, cutting clean through his bones and causing a burst of blood to sputter out, as well as a loud pained scream from the man

Marlum pulled the sword out of his leg and crouched down on top of the man, before turning his sword around, his eyes filled with rage and hatred, he started to pummel the man, every hit causing the man's face to become more and more disfigured

Once Marlum was done pummeling the man's face, he saw that the man's face had becoming nothing more than a bloody pulp, the man had died before marlum stopped, pieces of his skull was showing through his skin and muscle, the man could not be recognized anymore, he was nothing, he was a lifeless sack of meat, bloodied so much that no part of his face was normal anymore

Marlum slowly got up before grabbing the man's sword, placing it gently in his mouth and hammering the sword's handle through his skull with the use of his own sword

The scene was horrifying and it was not Marlum, not the normal Marlum, he had snapped and he didn't like it, he knew that if he hadn't killed him, that rich's death could be justified, but what's done is done and he couldn't reverse what he had just done, he didn't know what came over him, but he didn't wasn't that to happen again, he became a violent beast, that showed no mercy

Marlum slowly walked over to rich's body and kneeled beside it, slowly sobbing at the loss of his friend, the authorities in the village, after seeing what Marlum had done to the man, didn't dare to move in, they were afraid, petrified.

Crowds started gathering as people wanted to see what had just unfolded in their village, a usually peaceful village, the gasps of shock and gags of disgust that rung out from the crowd were proof of how horrifyingly gruesome the scene was, some people even vomited on the ground, spilling their lunches all over the ground

The rest of Marlum's crew walked onto the scene and knelt down beside him, Ricardo put a hand on Marlum's shoulder as he cried his eyes out over rich's body

"At least rich is in a better place now"

Said Leah

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