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I was bored when I wrote this and here it is:
In the black wings of Death, a smogy figure appeared. It was a tall man, his black sword stood out in the darkness, obsorbing the light. A faint growl was heard off in the distance. In a bolt of lightning the figure lept off with the white cape fluttring behind him. In the split seccond that it took the figure to leap from over a half of a mile the six legged tiger had prepaired for the oncomeing assult. The figures sword had been slung out and in an intemidating nature. The creature gave a rough growel that when it reached the figures ears it was not a growl but spoken words.
"'Halt foolinsh Human!"
The meir sound of the voice had halted the oncoming onslaught. But not the crule intent of the massicure. The figure had slowed down enough to obaye the laws of physics. He flew on a fallen log that had been stragicaly fallen there, by a bolt of lightning. The creature laughed at the humans weak and pathedic fall, at his broken nose, at his split open eyeball that was now squirting a dark sticky substance at the creature. Apon hitting the creature it's flesh began to boil. With a massive scream that split rocks and burnt trees it lept into a boiling stream. With a massive hiss and the creature flaling in the water, the man swept his gostly white cloak and turned away. All of the water flowing past the creature gained a red tint. Then as all hope was lost in the creatures eyes something ancent awoke inside of it. struggling to keep it's limbs from giving under the creature, it slowly climbed oout of the stream and soaking wet it sent the last sparks in it, because of the water the sparks grew into a flowing bolt that riped across the air. Only to have meet the figures black sword that swung across landing perfictally in the apex of the ark. After the death black sword obsorbed the charge, it stoped obsorbing the light and with the electrons stuck inside it the sword created an aroma that envolped the sword from hilt to tip. With the last of the energy wasted on an usless charge the creature lost the strength of its six legs and fell to the ionized ground and closed it's eyes never to be oppened in this form.
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