Excerpt from The Protectors (my newest creation)

Camilla stared down at the dagger protruding from her stomach. The fabric around it was already drenched in blood, and the area was growing larger with every passing second. Her breathing became hard and gurgly. She looked up into Vylanos' eyes.
"Love... why?" she sobbed, her voice thick with the telltale sounds of a punctured lung.

"Why?! Why, you dare to ask? You betrayed us all when you allowed those insolent bastards to get as far as they did! We are here, we are supposed to be the Protectors of this Force Point! We're supposed to stop people like that from getting into this fortress! How can I trust you when you can't even stop something as simple as four kids and an old man..." he trailed off into nothing, a single tear welling up in his eye.

Camilla cried harder. "I... I tried, love, but they were too strong! And that man, that old man! I... he... he was too much like you! It's impossible to kill someone when they're as powerful as you are!" she used the rest of her strength to open her breast pocket and pull out a single rose petal. He watched it with a cold stare as it drifted slowly through the air. As it fell, it went through a strange metamorphasis, shifting from a solid rose petal into a small drop of liquid. Blood. A single drop of blood hit the groud, and dissolved, was assimilated back into nature. Camilla breathed no more.






So... what do y'all think?