“Do it…It’s the only way.” He gasped, smiling.
Jenrin raised the hammer high and sobbed again.
“Don’t miss…” Archabane said, smiling. He closed his eyes.
“Forgive me.” Jenrin said, slamming the hammer down. The stave went in, through the chest and into the ground. Blood went everywhere, but he did not care. Archabane was dead. He was free.
I forgive you, Jenrin. I forgive and thank you.
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