Under the dark skies Elestar held his sword against his chest, his thoughts whiting his blade, he saw them all standing there, like the shadow of a star on a demons heart, with their twisted minds and broken souls. The black armours with red eyes coming toward him, he did not tremble for he was a man with nothing left.
** My english is not very good so perhaps this will make no sense.
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The Sun and Moon transform day to night, but what transforms the mind? The best techniques are passed on by the survivors.