C347 Killing

Crash and roar! Thunder boomed and lightning slashed across the sky, relentless rain hammering down. The wind howled, carrying an ominous chill of death. A young man with unkempt black hair stood defiantly against the gale, his robes fluttering wildly. His expression was eerily cold, a protective glow shimmering around him. Clutched in his hand was a large, black saber with bloodthirsty