Fazerta
"Get away!" I yelled. I backed up against an oak tree. " someone help me!"
"You can keep on yelling but noone is going to here you."
"What am I going to do? I can't run, I'm not fast enough. I can't fight him. I don't have a chance."
He grabbed the sword on his back and chargeed at me.
"There's nothing else to do but fight."



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