The Godslingers Next Gen 3: Chapter 19

Sabre's POV

Nadine charged me. Time seemed to slow down as her scythe blade was inches away from my neck, yearning to pierce it and kill me.

A green blast knocked her scythe away.

Finn stood there, Porphyron's dead body at his feet, his dagger stained with Ichor and his mace glowing green.

"Nobody hurts my best friend." Finn said, menacingly.

He charged Nadine. His dagger and her scythe met in mid air. Sparks flew off. Then Nadine gasped.

A mace handle was sticking out of her stomach, ichor flowing around it.

Of course. While she was distracted by the dagger, stab her in the stomach!

She fell over. Then she exhaled. The fates came out of her mouth.

"This one may only be killed..." one said.

"...If the one called Josh McLean..." another said.

"...dies with her." the last one said.

Josh was laying on the ground, shivering.

"And it looks like we are to late!" They all said, cutting a string.

Oh no.

Josh was dead.