Abacuss's POV

Abacuss walked up to King Swiftblade, "Hey want a puff?" He shoved a leaf roll in King Swiftblade's face.

King Swiftblade wrinkled his nose, "Smells like dick,"

Abacuss winked, "If that's what you want I can give you that," Abacuss pumped his eyebrows for effect.

Disgusted, Swiftblade walked away into a tree hollow house. His iron blade sat on the tree stump table. He grabbed the blade and forced it into his heart.

"That's not where your heart is located," A male faery sat on a collapsed toadstool, "My name is Bramblewings, by the way,"

The knife slid out and instantaneously healed over. "Where's my heart at?"

"If I tell you, you'll kill yourself,"

"Tell me and find out," Swiftblade demanded.

"You're immortal, idiot," Bramblewings exaggerated, "I would of killed you already if you weren't,"

Bramblewings summoned an axe and swung it at his King's neck.

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