'Is this it?' Asher thought as he saw the fist of death just a breath away from crushing his face in.
In that split second, Asher felt as if the entire world around him had frozen as he thought, 'No.why should I die again unfairly? What did I do to deserve this?' Dark memories of the 'crippled' Asher also surfaced in his mind as uncontrollable rage and hatred flooded his mind.
All he wanted was to send this assassin to hell.
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