In My Bones
The rain pelted down as Fredrick stood up once more against Tarantus from the last time he was thrown down upon the stone tower's floor. It was cold, and the wind whipped across his face. But he blocked it all out as his hatred burned brighter than the lightning storm around them just like the new injuries he received from the fight. Everything was painful. Everything scorching red hot. He raised his blade and, with some sick, twisted mania, he grinned. Fredrick wasn't the same skeleton Tarantus threw off of White Hawk Ridge. No, THIS time, Fredrick wouldn't make the same mistake of letting the tyrant live. This is a song that describes the scene pretty well and inspired me https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2CFBHThW7Dk&amp;amp;ab_channel=TheScoreVEVO
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