MeSoDark

The boy grumbled as he stood up, cracking is neck as he went. His knees were stiff as he kicked over the broken column. He quivered as he picked up his fallen sword, his dark red hair falling in front of his blue eyes. "Damn", his sword clanged to the ground as he clutched his scraped arm. Falling to his knees, he cursed loudly. He heard faint footsteps in the distance, calling him off guard. Grabbing his swords he dashed behind a column broken in half. He slid down farther as the footsteps came closer. As they approached, he heard more footsteps as if two people came closer. "Great, you said you heard a sword falling", muttered a young man