Chapter 3: The Golden Dash
The head of the bearded man slipped cleanly off his shoulders.
It was such a swift strike that there was no sound of tearing flesh. That only made it feel even more unreal.
The bearded man’s face remained frozen in a dazed expression, as if he hadn’t even realized he was dead. His head rolled to the ground and came to a stop at the feet of his companions. Even as blood gushed from the remaining body, the atmosphere still felt like some kind of sick joke.… Read more