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24 February 2014 @ 04:27 am
Wickedly Clever - Merciless  
Wickedly Clever

Part Eighteen “The foe is merciless, and will not pity.” - Lord Clifford

Regina threw another fireball at Peter.

He blocked it easily, like the first one.

She started throwing fireballs at him in rapid-fire succession.

He moved his sword quickly, blocking them all.

One. By. One.

She gritted her teeth while he laughed evilly.

“Is that the best you've got, Your Majesty?” Peter taunted.

Regina smirked, “Not by a long shot, you little prick.

Conjuring a sword, she lunged at him.

He parried her attack smoothly.

Their swords clanged loudly as they dueled.

Suddenly, without warning, he disarmed her.

He wasn't forgiving.  He was merciless.

Besides, the fun was just beginning.


A/N - 2/24/14: As usual, thanks for taking the time to read my fic.  Until next time!

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