Still staring at Elijah, War reaches over his back and grasps the hilt of his enormous blade. The steel zings as it’s pulled from its scabbard. I cringe at the sight of it, remembering my own close encounter. But instead of swinging it down on the man, War tosses the blade in front of him. “Sunu uk. San suni, adas Susturu tıtuu üçüt huniştüü nunıtnuu utenin dukikdep nurun.” he says. Take it. Prove that you are worthy enough to defy me, human. Elijah is shaking, either from fear or from exhaustion, but he doesn’t look like he regrets his actions. War backs away slowly. “San Tuduygu uturun
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