if this was to be his final moment shadowblade showed no fear, he knew it was his destiny to die in battle against a chosen one - one who will take over from him his quest to destroy the alien alpha male.
~shadowblade stood his ground hard, deathdrop showed no mercy, with the broken shards of his wristblades he sliced at shadowblade, catching him on his already wounded arms, green spillage of blood seemed to be everywhere, quickly shadowblade caught deathdrops wrist and with a blind rage turned it inwards on deathdrop stabbing him with the remains of his own wristblades, the leader of the hunters moon roared out in pain and fell to the floor, this looked to be the end, deathdrop was hurt badly.
shadowblade triumphantly walked over to deathdrop and stood over him, he looked down at the helpless hunter as he began to replace his plasma caster, something stopped him, he threw it down onto deathdrops wound and began to walk away........
deathdrop put his hands around the caster......~