Kelly still had so many questions. Questions that she could not be content without answers. So, for that reason, Kelly quickly pushed Michael away. "What the hell was that?!" Kelly exclaimed, pushing him away.
Michael's face showed a look of hurt, then disgust, and then hatred. "She has broken the sacred tradition! Kill her!"
Suddenly, as if Michael had delivered the message directly into their brains, every centaur in the village drew their bows and aimed at Kelly. Kelly threw herself against the floor as a dozen arrows flew around her. An arrow hit her in the side of the leg, crippling her.
"We have captured the criminal. Now, for the symbolic execution." Michael said, drawing a sharp, wavy, reddish sword. Michael drew the sword into the air and-
BOOM!
A hole appeared into the top of Michael's head, and he fell over. Three more noises were heard, and three of the centaurs were dead. Nine more, and the field fell silent. Kelly tried to get up, but soon fell over again.
"Well, well, well." Said a voice from the trees. "I thought you had an appointment today."
Michael's face showed a look of hurt, then disgust, and then hatred. "She has broken the sacred tradition! Kill her!"
Suddenly, as if Michael had delivered the message directly into their brains, every centaur in the village drew their bows and aimed at Kelly. Kelly threw herself against the floor as a dozen arrows flew around her. An arrow hit her in the side of the leg, crippling her.
"We have captured the criminal. Now, for the symbolic execution." Michael said, drawing a sharp, wavy, reddish sword. Michael drew the sword into the air and-
BOOM!
A hole appeared into the top of Michael's head, and he fell over. Three more noises were heard, and three of the centaurs were dead. Nine more, and the field fell silent. Kelly tried to get up, but soon fell over again.
"Well, well, well." Said a voice from the trees. "I thought you had an appointment today."
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