"Mother f…" Vanessa cursed as her body moved instinctually. The balance had been broken, a change finally occurred, and it was not in their favour.
The glaring light of the midday light had never been darker, the pull of gravity had never been stronger. It was like the weight of the sky had fallen upon Vanessa's shoulders, pressing her down into the ground. The weight of another death coiled around her chest like an anaconda, squeezing the life out of her, making it so that taking a single breath was nigh impossible.
The corpse hit the ground with a clap of thunder that shook the very heavens. It was as if the corpse was roaring against the unfairness of fate, beating against the doors of heaven and hell alike. It was not a superior foe that had snatched life from him, not a curse or a daunting enemy. A lifetime of training, of fighting, of dreaming had been snatched from him not by an honourable death, but by the blow of a coward!
