"No, but I defeated you!" Darius was holding on to his sword, he was looking at Slav as he approached him with a sinister smile on his face.
"You think a mortal like you could defeat me? I am the endless line of death, and your child will die even before you are going to be able to hurt me." Slav raised his hand, his eyes glowing with pure bloodlust. "This is your end, Mortal!"
He brought it down on Darius.
Darius sprung up from the hospital bed, drenched in sweat. His hands were in a fighting position, he was about to make sure that he was going to strike Slav.
"Ahhhh!" A lady screamed.
He was shocked to see a nurse standing in a defensive stance, he didn't know what he was doing in a hospital.
Darius calmly sat back down on the bed, keeping his eyes on the nurse. he was not sure what to say, but he was going to be keep calm so there wouldn't be any mistake.
