Winner Takes All

Whoosh!

A splatter of blood. Jack frowned tightly and his face was full of anger. The wound on his left arm was oozing blood. He was fortunate to have dodged at the nick of time otherwise even if that strike wasn’t fatal, he may have lost his arm.

To George, taking a life was nothing.

“Tsk tsk… I was wondering how capable you were. You’re nothing but trash.” George turned slowly and stood by the door and blocked Jack’s path and sneered.

“Hoof…” Jack took a deep breath and stared sternly at George.

Suddenly George lifted his leg and braced it against the door frame and laughed, “You have a choice, you can leave with your life if you crawl under my leg. But you must leave this woman here.”

“Then let’s see who’s left behind!” In the blink of an eye, Jack grabbed a chair and rushed towards George.

The two balled into a struggle in the dimly lit room with the occasional sound of the dagger striking the chair. After experiencing an actual battle, Jack became a different man. But he was still far from what George was capable of. Very soon, Jack was in a disadvantageous position.

Several times the dagger just brushed against his body. If it wasn’t for his quick reflexes, and ability to dodge each strike, he might already be covered in blood from head to toe.

Slash!

Finally, the dagger sliced Jack’s right arm.

He frowned in pain and quickly retreated. The cut was deep to his bone and fresh blood poured from it. George stopped and looked at Jack like he was a clown. He was very surprised at Jack’s sudden change but it was simply a surprise. He didn’t think that Jack had the ability to fight against him.

“A bastard will always be a bastard. Even if your fortunes changed, you are still a bastard.”

George sneered and waved around his dagger and flicked the blood from it, “If you don’t wish to leave, then I’ll leave you here and end your hopes.”

Jack started to turn pale but maintained his composure. At this moment, his heart was racing because he started to feel the possibility of death. There was too much of a difference between his skills and George’s and that cannot be made up by any other external factors.

the next action by this

Jack’s brutal instinct took over and bit the tip of his tongue. He used the pain the quickly calm himself down. He picked up the chair next to him and readied himself for the

“Yes?”

eyebrows and was startled that Jack still had the fight in him under

The next second.

and thrust it in front

“Go ahead!”

of a bastard as he continually advanced, never to retreat. Now

Woosh!

of the dagger can be heard. Jack’s pupil

dagger pierced into

snigger turned into

Bash!

onto George’s body and shattered with a bash. George’s body staggered and looked at Jack in terror as he was overwhelmed

“You…”

hand grabbed George’s collar and grimaced, “Do you think I’ll back down

felt that the surrounding temperature took a drastic dive. He couldn’t

dared to kill Jack but he never expected Jack to be willing to take a stab just to strike him.

raged and his right

Squish…

cause the skin to crawl can be heard from Jack’s chest. It was the sound

He glared furiously at George. He could feel the blood pouring from his chest and he raised his right hand to ruthlessly press the dagger onto his chest. Only then can he drag out the

are a madman! Die, die now!” George’s face was

to pull out the dagger from Jack’s chest but Jack’s hands were

Just at this moment,