If he fought with honor, I may have stood a chance. But as it is, I will never roam the mortal world again.
This killer had been among us for too long, and so I sought to lure him in and end this madness with the blade of my axe. I issued a challenge of single combat to whoever had been murdering my shield-brothers and sisters, and awaited his arrival on a nearby hill, out of view of all the others.
After hours of waiting, a figure approached. "You there, murderer! What is your weapon of choice?" I called out. However, my answer was not in the form of words, but in a bullet that pierced my skull before I had time to react.
Now my soul will linger in this hell forever, never to reach Valhalla...
This killer had been among us for too long, and so I sought to lure him in and end this madness with the blade of my axe. I issued a challenge of single combat to whoever had been murdering my shield-brothers and sisters, and awaited his arrival on a nearby hill, out of view of all the others.
After hours of waiting, a figure approached. "You there, murderer! What is your weapon of choice?" I called out. However, my answer was not in the form of words, but in a bullet that pierced my skull before I had time to react.
Now my soul will linger in this hell forever, never to reach Valhalla...
I really haven't been feeling this round, so my apologies if my death seems a little rushed. It kind of was.