He stepped forth,his dagger met the mutant rats spine as it cringed over in a grouling defeat. He Jabbed his valiant blade into the groaning earth and ran his fingers through his long,ragged hair.The sunlight glistened off the tied back brown hair that layed about to his shoulder.The fiery glare faded from his deep blue eyes and he heaved the crucifided rat over his shoulder.He waved his lightly clothed hand at Tredon,the cities scout, as he passed by back into Gravendale. Darkness grew...