Slay

"Jerrick, save me!" an old man shouted desperately. Gerald wielded the Black Iron Sword, which shone brilliantly in his hands. The sword descended from the sky, gathering countless rays of light. Below, an old man was struggling to resist, coughing up blood in great gulps. Jerrick watched the scene unfold, his face a picture of extreme distress. The other person who had been fighting Gerald alongside the old man now lay motionless on the ground, his fate uncertain. Gerald, able to unleash his...