The world burned around us. The air smelt and tasted like ashes. The massive flames burned on the dark remains.

Despite everything, he stood heroically, funny that he wasn't the hero but the villain.

"It's over, Audrey, " he said while smiling viciously. "You have lost everything that you had, you lose. It's the end. Surrender and I'll walk you up my kingdom gracefully, fight with us and you'll die a painful death."

There was nothing tense or scary about him, but what made him look brave was a strange scar that ran from his left eye to the right side of his lips.

I smiled back.
"How foolish of you, Lucas, " I said. "Didn't you realize that this isn't even the starting?. The show hasn't even begun yet." I said.
I threw my only weapon, a dagger with deadly accuracy, aiming for his throat.

The dagger sunk in his throat, black liquid oozed out. He stood there motionless and still.

A smile crept upon his face. He pulled out the dagger from his throat and tossed it towards me.

"Was that supposed to hurt me."He questioned. He chuckled darkly. "Try again."