Fisher ripped his father's sword free, spun again, and drove the tip straight into Belikon's throat. He gritted his teeth as he leaned his weight on the weapon, and the gleaming blade pushed all the way out the back of Belikon's neck. “I don't need magic to mess you up, you fuck,” he growled. “This is for me. But mostly, it’s for my parents.”
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