“Oh, my genius boy!” Jacob watched his son proudly. Defeating the Dark Lord would make Dylan the family’s hero.
“Tree Flicker...” With a snicker, the Dark Lord struck out with his palm. A shadow phased through Dylan’s sword and planted itself into the young man’s chest.
“Aargh!” Dylan wailed as he collapsed onto the ground. He spurted blood everywhere.
“What?” Everyone was shocked as they watched Dylan land on the ground.
The way he had leaped into the air tricked everyone into thinking that he had a winning chance against the Dark Lord. However, his opponent was able to get rid of him effortlessly, shocking the crowd.
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