Caught red-handed!
⚠️ TW: death/murder/blood ⚠️
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Despite they're high training, they struggled to move in the sand.
I pulled up the thin fabric used to cover the lower half of my face.
These men had been raised on hard ground, they fight against the sand, struggling to run tripping over their feet.
I was raised in the sand, I used to fight it but that got me no where.
I work with the sand, moving my feet in sync with the dry patches blown by the wind, the wet sand was harder, easier to run on.
My bangs guarded my eyes from the blowing sand. At least I could breath, they couldn't, with the high amount of sand being blown.
Then I heard more cries, more men.
I could see their silhouettes. There were about five of them.
I looked for an opening in the sandstorm, about 500 yards east was a window.
If I made it through there I would be gone.
I really didn't want to kill anymore men.
Suddenly, one of the guards grabbed my ankle and yanked me to the floor.
I got a mouthful of sand before he flipped me over hand grazing my thigh.
I kicked him in the groin before pushing him off me and taking my knife out, swinging at anyone who approached me.
Another tried to jump me, I slashed his arm before flipping him over me.
Two more came at me, I jumped in the air and hit their heads together.
That's four, there should be two more. The one with the blue hair and....
Someone hit the back of my head with the hilt of a sword, luckily he didn't do it hard enough to knock me out.
I fell to the ground and stabbed his thigh, he'd bleed to death for sure, I'd hit an artery.
While he screamed in pain, I made a run for it.
I couldn't see the final guard anywhere, he was gone. I'd have to tie that loose end another time.
I leaped for the hole and came out on the dry, hard ground.
Quickly, I reached for my thigh.
It was still there, it had fallen off my knife and into the sheath.
I stood up, removing the fabric over my mouth and nose and took a deep inhalation.
And just like that, I ran home.
Little did I know, I had left a key clue back at the Palace.
Guard
Yes, your majesty. The thief unfortunately got away...
Damien, the guard, looked down in shame. Waiting execution for losing the Kings jewel.
Eri
You will be spared, as my father is fond of you...
Eri
You won't be spared again, now leave me.
Guard
Y-yes, your majesty.
The guard ran off, little did he know he'd have a chance to redeem himself.
The high Prince, Eri, stood on his balcony, looking up at the starless sky....
Holding a strange boomerang shaped knife, dressed in the blood of his lover.
Eri
This is the first time you've made a mistake, sand wraith....
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