Dreamland - #9

I grip the hilt of my sword tightly as the group of hellish creatures. As she pulls herself to her feet, one of them swings it's sword at me. I jump backwards slightly and swing my sword, taking off it's head. Several more run at me, and they all swing their swords at me. It duck as their blades just miss my head and swing my blade, taking them out at the legs. Their black blood splashes the ground and I jump to my feet. A commander in their army runs at me. He wears badly forged armour and weilding a sword similar to mine, only not so well made. A helmet of the same badly forged armour sits on his head. He yells and swings his blade at me. I bring my sword up and block the attack, and the impact rattles my bones. "You are strong..." I say to the beast. "As are you." he replies, shocking me with his ability to speak. "You can speak." I point out, bringing my sword up. "I surprise all of my enemies by speaking during a duel." He says, smirking slightly. "This is the first time I've fought a beast able to speak and is somewhat honourable." I say. "This shall be honourable." He says, pointing the tip of his blade towards me. "It shall." I say, doing the same.
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