From afar I looked at my dead brother on the ground, with a sword that crossed his heart, while the man who had killed my brother, trampled his face, again and again without stopping.
I couldn't keep seeing what was happening, so, in an attack of anger, I ran like this where my brother was.
When I arrived, I raised my leg and gave a strong kick to man throughout his face, causing man to begin to fall to the ground by the blow.
However, he, with his arms in the air, almost falling, leaned with both arms on the ground so as not to fall, causing that thanks to that movement and support of his arms he will drive back to go back a bit.
I put on one in a defense pose to see what kind of magic or attack was going to do, but .... He only started walking in circles, as if there were no one around his.
He was so relaxed, as if he didn't care.
But it was a lie, because at the end of walking in the same place for a while, I had not realized that his arm was bleeding.
He had made a circle with his own blood, and without realizing it, he finished closing the circle. This power or ability was the same as when the other man with us three in the human care.
The circle began to shine with high intensity on the ground, the memories came ami.
"This is magnificent! I was waiting for this for a long time .... A long time, finally! My power woke up again ... My special ability! My sword has come! You will suffer so much that you will ask for human death!"
Thus appeared the handle of a sword, a long sword, with a broad and large blade.
He looked very sharp; Only with a good movement and a cut of this could be my end.
My neck could be cut at any time and my heart transferred.
I had no choice but to activate my special ability
"Dragon Shield"
[The special dragon shield is a magical shield that resists almost any attack.]
[This shield, unlike any other, can self -regenerate if it is severely damaged, but this skill magically exhausts its bearer.]
[The duration of the shield depends on the magic source of its bearer; It has no timer. It can only disappear if your bearer runs out of magic.]
Thus my shield appeared, my definitive weapon.
Although I had a katana, I could not use it, since it is only hindered.
I dropped the katana and approached my brother's body and grabbed the sword that had pierced my brother's heart.
There was no other weapon to work with the shield, only the sword these two were the best combination.
The man, without waiting for a second one, attacked me with the sword he had invoked, but thanks to my shield I could stop his attack.
The shield could resist his attacks; If so, I would have died at that moment.
He only continued laughing and attacking, he was crazy to keep swamning that damn sword.
I couldn't get back, I could barely stand for the frosty attacks that man gave me his sword without stopping.
But this exhausted me a lot.
The energy of my body was almost no magic left.
Although he had the sword on the right arm and the shield on the left, he could not attack.
Until he attacked me with his sword again, but he was stuck in the shield.
At that time without thinking of attack with my sword, but I only managed to touch his arm.
With a smile, I take the sword that was stuck in the shield from an abrupt movement and from one the attack with much more intensity, but again I put the shield as protection in the attack, causing the shield to cut much deeper than I had done before.
This further missed my magical power.
I couldn't continue like this, so I decided to play my last letter.
I put the shield on my back and, with my two hands I grabbed my sword.
And I ran from where he was, who also ran to me without any doubt.
Thus, in an equalized attack, our swords crossed our bodies.
My sword had cut his neck, but his sword had cut me something important to me. Even so, with tiredness, I managed to kill him, but the cost was very high.
My body began to lose the little stability that I had, of fatigue since it had used a lot of magic.
My heart was a bit tired of overheating, my magical power.
So I grabbed my chest for the strong pain, but at the moment I fell to the floor on the knees, without strength, until I could not keep myself anymore and fell to the ground face down.
My eyes got more and more blurred, I didn't listen to anything, a silence toured my entire body, until I heard a voice telling me: "Brother, get up, give me your hand. Come on, they are waiting for us."
I tried to shake hands with that person who spoke to me and I couldn't see his face well, but when I looked good my hand I saw that I was full of blood.
At that moment I realized because my chest was hurting a lot.
"Curse I think my heart reached ... to receive ... a little damage"