
𝓥𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓼𝓲𝓮𝓽𝓮
I look down. I want to scream. Tears grip my eyes and were falling down. My hands hurt and they burn. I can't believe he's hurt. A small cut, but nevertheless he's bleeding. I slam my foot into the ground. Trees shoot up. Lobbo forms the two-sided sickle weapon. He charges. The demon charges. I watch as they spin around in a deadly dance.
"Should we be running?" Puss asks.
"Running's for pussies." Kitty charges.
Is she mad? I shoot my hand forward. A plant grabs her.
"Que?!" Kitty glares at me.
"You would get singed alive." I point out.
Lobbo was having a lot of difficulties. I have to fight. I reach my hands into the ground, and I pull out a sword made of tree bark. I am not much of a fighter, but I have to. I pull the sword up. It's a lot bigger than I had thought. I shoot forward. Lobbo looks at me. The demon charges at me. Our swords clash.
"Bien... muy bien." He licks the side of my face.
"Thank you." I blush.
"Ew." The demon mutters.
I push him back with the help of Lobbo on my hand. Love is a powerful weapon and it's time we use that. He grips me. I feel like we have some hope. We push the demon back together. The demon slams into the ground.
"Enough!" He roars.
Fire shoots out along with all manners of darkness. It blasts me back. It burns my branches. It singes my hair. Ow. Ow. Ow. It separates us. I wince as I try to get up. My mouth spills in blood. This is more pain than I felt in a long time.
"Die Mother Nature!" He jumps up.
I turn and I see Lobbo get in front of me as the sword slams down on him.
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