Inktober 2018–Chicken

Chicken
“No!” Silver cried, leaping out of the cupboard, “Dad!” Old White fell, Nis’s sword sticking out from his side, blood staining his white robe. Nis held his side, the blast from Old White’s Light Power had wounded him. “So there is a brat! You’ll be next, pup!” he cried as he stumbled from the cabin. Silver had been powerless to stop it. He wasn’t brave enough. He was a coward. And now, his dad, Old White, was dead.
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