I wrote this just a minute ago, so if there are mistakes, I apologize, but I just wanted to let you to read a bit of it ^.^
Fox got up to run, but the old man grabbed him by the ankle and he tripped. The old man towered above him as he smirked.
“What you do to Zronim?” said Fox, gritting his teeth.
“I think you should stop worrying about your friend and worry about where you’re gonna end up!” said the old man.
Fox tried to get up but the old man placed his foot on Fox’s chest. He pulled out a long sword and pointed it at Fox’s neck. Fox panicked. Without moving a muscle, he stared into the old man’s eyes.
“Found him, boys!” the old man called out.
Fox’s eyes widened as he struggled under the man’s foot.
“Ah, ah, ah…” said the old man, tapping Fox’s neck.
Fox froze in his movements and looked down at the sword, without moving his head. Breathing heavily he stared at the blade in fear.
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