“Hark! Get out of the way!” he screeched at me while I tried to protect the assassin. I dint know why I was doing this. Saving the man who had murdered my own mother. “No! Ash No! Don’t harm him! Please I beg you!” I shouted at my friend. “Have you gone crazy Hark? He’s the one who killed your mother!” he shouted back and seconds later a green flash came out of his hand and was directed to the assassin who suddenly stood still, terrified. Wasting no time I rushed towards the man, took a jump and came in between him and the spell. I closed my eyes and it came over to me. In half a second it hit me. I let out a cry and was thrown into the ground. Everything around me blurred and the last picture I saw was the eyes of the man staring and me. The eyes! I had seen them somewhere. And then I closed my eyes and drifted in silence.
“Will he be alright?” someone muttered. “I don’t know I hope so. That spell is very powerful, if he survives then surely he’s a powerful man. It was Ash talking to someone whose voice I couldn’t recognize, I wondered where I was, suddenly it came back to me. Everything that had happened. I realized I must have had fainted. That spell was too powerful. How much time has passed or how many days have gone by from that day the accident happened. Have they killed him? No! I remembered that last thing I had seen that day. His eyes! It was someone I knew! I have seen those eyes, but I couldn’t figure out where? “Oh! Hark! Wake up man!” Ash suddenly called out. “I’m awake Ash” I tried to reply, But words left my mouth.
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