"WHAT HAVE YOU DON BROTHER". Came Zavier's voice filled with anger and confusion as he was looking at the lifeless body lying in front of him. The anger grew and his face nearly turned red.
"Ha ha ha ha ha" his brother laughed "weaklings" he said, "that's what all of you are and am going to end all of your lives one- by- one". He threatened flinging of the blood stain from the huge sword he was carrying which looked like it weighed tons he swung it around skilfully – leapt of the ground- with a killing instinct to split Zavier in half Zavier made to move but couldn't he just froze there crouched beside the dead body only thoughts ran around his mind- he knows that was the end of his life but immediately his brothers blade landed on his fore head he woke up