Clash of Clans pt6
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mindcrackloveYay another part! This is sloooowly making it's way to the end. I'll get there eventually, I swear!
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Drac rubbed her arm, wincing slightly, and Jsano smiled down at her “Your arm is going to be sore.” She nodded, trying to sit up. Jsano made a move that looked like he was going to lay her back down, but thought better of it. She stood up then walked out of the tent, only to be roughly pulled back in and have a hand clamped over her mouth. Her eyes went wild, looking around. Jsano had his hand over her mouth and was listening, his face expressionless but his eyes held worry. Someone was nearby… they could tell if it was someone of their clan or another. Jsano motioned for her to hide, but Drac glared at him so he whispered, “You are a good fighter... me, not so much. If I get found at least you’ll be safe and will be able to help the others, so stay put.”
She grumbled slightly but climbed under one of the beds in the infirmary. She could only see feet but she could tell Jsano went to the door of the infirmary. He looked out and jerked back immediately. Then he fell, and it was like the world moved in slow motion for Drac. Jsano’s head hit the ground and Drac muffled a scream; he had been impaled by an arrow which had blood dripping off the shaft. There were three sets of feet that entered the tent; they looked all around but didn’t check under the bed. ‘Thank god.’ They started to leave and she peaked her head out. It was two females and a male; the male was tall, had brown hair and a fluffy beard… from her position she couldn’t tell, but it looked like he had blood on the apron he wore. She felt beads of perspiration form on her brow out of worry. The three people picked up Jsano and placed him on one of the beds before walking out… What Drac found weird was that none of them talked; it was like they were already in grieving for a man they didn’t know.
Once they were gone, she stood up and walked over to Jsano. His eyes were closed and his arms were neatly crossed on his chest. The way he was laying told her that the people who killed him had respect for him at the very least. She said her goodbyes then walked out the door, grabbing a sword on her way out. If she had to fight, she would go down swinging. She noticed the man who had killed Jsano sneaking around one of the buildings. Seeing red her only thought was ’If that wasn’t blood on his apron then he’s about to get some on it.’ as she launched herself at him. He let out a startled grunt when feeling her sudden appearance. He grunted again when he felt her sword lodging itself deep in his back. He tipped over, falling flat, and Drac had a brief feeling of pride. Then guilt, since she didn’t even know this man yet she had struck him down in cold blood out of revenge. She lied him down, closed his eyes and folded his arms respectfully. As she stood up someone let out a mournful war cry from behind her, Drac turned to see an angry looking man with tears running down his face and a headdress running at her...
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Attomic ran out into a clash of people, swinging at one of the men in the group. He turned to deflect her sword. Seeing his face, she stopped “You…”
He heard her talk and looked at her. “You, what are you doing here?” Attomic couldn’t believe the man she delivered the note to from Rose was here. Though she couldn’t really blame him, since his clan was being attacked. Her eyes flitted over him quickly to asses if he had gotten hurt at all. See that he hadn’t, she dashed away quickly to find another target. For some reason, she couldn’t find it in her heart to kill him. The man watched her run, confused as to why she ran but he didn’t bother pursuing her.
She wasn’t liked much around her clan… mostly because she was never around them as much as she would love to be. Another reason would probably be because she was connected to the other clans, she knew a couple members from each. Talking to other clan members was forbidden in her tribe; she often disregarded this rule so it gave them all less of a reason to trust her. Shaking her head, she came back into reality. As she was thinking, a woman from another clan ran at her. She had to deflect her at the last second, meaning her next swing would be off balance so the attacker could easily block it, which she did. This woman was obviously a hunter from the way she was fighting, but the other thing she could tell was that this woman was better with a bow and extremely grief stricken so she wouldn’t expect…
“This!” she accidentally yelled out as her sword sliced against the others woman’s neck. It started spurting blood and her looked was on of surprise. Attomic realized what she had done and helped lay the other down… “What’s your name?”
“G...Gwen” Attomic nodded and held the woman’s hand whispering words of comfort without knowing how comforting they would be considering she had just sliced the woman’s neck. But still, she stayed with her till her body went slack.
’This is stupid.. why are we fighting? They aren’t different from us!’ Attomic stood up angrily, not sure what she was going to do but she was going to do it.
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Purple turned away from the man she didn’t even know lying on the ground, life drained from his eyes. She saw another girl holding… Gwen, another from their clan was killed… this was, this, no. Just no. The fights and anger should stop now. She walked over to the woman as she stood up and placed a light hand on her shoulder. The other flinched but didn’t change her stance to an aggressive one. She turned to Purple, her eyes looking tired but determined “I’m sorry… My name is Attomic, attack me if you must but I’m not going to fight again.”
Purple nodded “I’m Purple… I agree, I’ve lost too many people from my clan to this pointless fight. It’s time for it to end.”
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Drac rubbed her arm, wincing slightly, and Jsano smiled down at her “Your arm is going to be sore.” She nodded, trying to sit up. Jsano made a move that looked like he was going to lay her back down, but thought better of it. She stood up then walked out of the tent, only to be roughly pulled back in and have a hand clamped over her mouth. Her eyes went wild, looking around. Jsano had his hand over her mouth and was listening, his face expressionless but his eyes held worry. Someone was nearby… they could tell if it was someone of their clan or another. Jsano motioned for her to hide, but Drac glared at him so he whispered, “You are a good fighter... me, not so much. If I get found at least you’ll be safe and will be able to help the others, so stay put.”
She grumbled slightly but climbed under one of the beds in the infirmary. She could only see feet but she could tell Jsano went to the door of the infirmary. He looked out and jerked back immediately. Then he fell, and it was like the world moved in slow motion for Drac. Jsano’s head hit the ground and Drac muffled a scream; he had been impaled by an arrow which had blood dripping off the shaft. There were three sets of feet that entered the tent; they looked all around but didn’t check under the bed. ‘Thank god.’ They started to leave and she peaked her head out. It was two females and a male; the male was tall, had brown hair and a fluffy beard… from her position she couldn’t tell, but it looked like he had blood on the apron he wore. She felt beads of perspiration form on her brow out of worry. The three people picked up Jsano and placed him on one of the beds before walking out… What Drac found weird was that none of them talked; it was like they were already in grieving for a man they didn’t know.
Once they were gone, she stood up and walked over to Jsano. His eyes were closed and his arms were neatly crossed on his chest. The way he was laying told her that the people who killed him had respect for him at the very least. She said her goodbyes then walked out the door, grabbing a sword on her way out. If she had to fight, she would go down swinging. She noticed the man who had killed Jsano sneaking around one of the buildings. Seeing red her only thought was ’If that wasn’t blood on his apron then he’s about to get some on it.’ as she launched herself at him. He let out a startled grunt when feeling her sudden appearance. He grunted again when he felt her sword lodging itself deep in his back. He tipped over, falling flat, and Drac had a brief feeling of pride. Then guilt, since she didn’t even know this man yet she had struck him down in cold blood out of revenge. She lied him down, closed his eyes and folded his arms respectfully. As she stood up someone let out a mournful war cry from behind her, Drac turned to see an angry looking man with tears running down his face and a headdress running at her...
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Attomic ran out into a clash of people, swinging at one of the men in the group. He turned to deflect her sword. Seeing his face, she stopped “You…”
He heard her talk and looked at her. “You, what are you doing here?” Attomic couldn’t believe the man she delivered the note to from Rose was here. Though she couldn’t really blame him, since his clan was being attacked. Her eyes flitted over him quickly to asses if he had gotten hurt at all. See that he hadn’t, she dashed away quickly to find another target. For some reason, she couldn’t find it in her heart to kill him. The man watched her run, confused as to why she ran but he didn’t bother pursuing her.
She wasn’t liked much around her clan… mostly because she was never around them as much as she would love to be. Another reason would probably be because she was connected to the other clans, she knew a couple members from each. Talking to other clan members was forbidden in her tribe; she often disregarded this rule so it gave them all less of a reason to trust her. Shaking her head, she came back into reality. As she was thinking, a woman from another clan ran at her. She had to deflect her at the last second, meaning her next swing would be off balance so the attacker could easily block it, which she did. This woman was obviously a hunter from the way she was fighting, but the other thing she could tell was that this woman was better with a bow and extremely grief stricken so she wouldn’t expect…
“This!” she accidentally yelled out as her sword sliced against the others woman’s neck. It started spurting blood and her looked was on of surprise. Attomic realized what she had done and helped lay the other down… “What’s your name?”
“G...Gwen” Attomic nodded and held the woman’s hand whispering words of comfort without knowing how comforting they would be considering she had just sliced the woman’s neck. But still, she stayed with her till her body went slack.
’This is stupid.. why are we fighting? They aren’t different from us!’ Attomic stood up angrily, not sure what she was going to do but she was going to do it.
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Purple turned away from the man she didn’t even know lying on the ground, life drained from his eyes. She saw another girl holding… Gwen, another from their clan was killed… this was, this, no. Just no. The fights and anger should stop now. She walked over to the woman as she stood up and placed a light hand on her shoulder. The other flinched but didn’t change her stance to an aggressive one. She turned to Purple, her eyes looking tired but determined “I’m sorry… My name is Attomic, attack me if you must but I’m not going to fight again.”
Purple nodded “I’m Purple… I agree, I’ve lost too many people from my clan to this pointless fight. It’s time for it to end.”
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