Blood and Blade

         Our blades touched, and sparks flew. We jumped back at the force of the blow, the sound of metal against metal ringing in the air. Rain poured down, washing away our sweat and tears. But I didn't notice.
         I knew that this was the end. I ran towards him again, shouting an angry battle cry. The man smiled, baring his dirty, yellow teeth. He pulled out a hidden crossbow, and shot me through my gut. I fell to my knees in pain, and looked up. "Goodbye, brother," he said as he aimed right between my eyes. He fired.