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The sound of blood hitting the floor echoed throughout the room. Red fell to one knee burping up blood. A line of blood trailed off of his lower lip onto the ground. Drake on the other hand turned to face Red. "I told you Red that I would beat you. For discrasing the family time and time again I shall put you to death." Drake walked behind Red and raised his sword high into the air with the point of the blade pointed tword the back of Red's heart. As the sword cut through the air down toward Red a different sword suddenly appeared taking the full blow of the inpact. Drake's sword peirced through the new blade just inches from going into Red's skin. The man that stood holding the sword was a elderly man with some gray hair mixed with red. The man's voice was deep and forcful as he told Drake. "It is not your place to chose his path. It is mine." Drake pulled his sword out of the mans'. Drake sheathed his sword and turned. "So be it father." Drake started walking away getting out of the dinning hall.