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My senses catch up withMy arure out where I'ht itself after the speed of the past few rainy dawn light

I'h that a fall is probably going to kill n of strain

My focus shifts to the boar head peering over the roof atto be chopped to bits before heinto ainst the raised sword of the troll above hiht did his ancestor a thousand of years ago

"He's right there!" I cry "Turn and fight!"

"Come on, witch!"

If he saves me, he dies

But if I fall, we both have a chance to live Looking down, there's no part of me that wants to test the theory I'm invincible

The i beheaded stirs a deeper emotion, the memory of the woo I can barely sortto haulhis head, but I don't want him to suffer the same fate It see trying to save the world, the last in a line of hty warriors, the man most likely to need a second shot at some sort of redemption after all the death and destruction he's caused

I don't want hiht overrides my fear Not for any of those reasons - but because I like him More than I should

If I truly am invincible in this world, the fall will either kill o on and save the world

My chest constricts so fast, I can't breathe The next handful of seconds happens as if in slow e of electricity through me, similar to the one I experienced on the battlefield Purple electricity arcs and shoots through the Shadow Knight as well

He jerks without letting go Whether or not I should, I brace one foot against the wall and yank free