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A Mercenary’s Desire

Raven tapped his fingers on the sheath of his sword as he looked around him once more. There were four mages to the right and a general to the left. He sighed. “The tactician left me here with a few pathetic enemies for what reason?” He got into a fighting stance when one of the mages advanced toward him. “At this rate, I’m going to be bored out of my mind. There isn’t anything here to challenge my skills at all.” He got ready to swing his sword at the mage when he realized the mage wasn’t heading toward him. He sighed. “It’ll be even more boring if they don’t even aim at… at…” Continue reading “A Mercenary’s Desire” »