08-18-2020, 12:02 AM
Even the streets of Bronzeville couldn’t prepare Andre for the terror grippng the base of his spine. The dark howled ahead. Mik planted himself like a tree ready to catch the worst of the storm. He tried to copy the other man’s stance, but he would have felt more comfortable with a pistol. The Force sword flickered then dropped as hard as Luke’s rock tower on Dagobah. The loss of light was a terrible blow. He backed away a few steps, eyes flaring black circles in the dark.
Then there was a snarl. The slap and clang of metal. Blood lust and screams of pain. Andre shivered, stumbling backward. He landed on his ass, hard and scooted away from the melee.
Then there was a snarl. The slap and clang of metal. Blood lust and screams of pain. Andre shivered, stumbling backward. He landed on his ass, hard and scooted away from the melee.