Detor A Short Story

“Simple Mission Detora. The possible location of the rumored underground city, Damancia, is marked on your phone's map. Your mission is to find, confirm, and retract the original Damascus sword.” said Ely Kyal( codename: Kyll). “ Isn't that the sword that can cut through anything?” asked Mason. “ Correct. This sword, and its possible wielder can be immensely dangerous, too dangerous. If this artifact gets in the wrong hands, it could prove cataclysmic, especially so with the armour still out there. Let me be clear, DO NOT ENGAGE WITH ENEMIES! The Area is too open, crowded, and cautious.If they see a body, they'll know someone is there. Watch yourself out there.” “Got it”.

As Detora entered the Damascus International Airport, he quickly noticed
“ Dr. Hinzman!” “Ah yes, my favorite student”. “ But how do you, why did you…” Well it's simple, after my family died,all I had left were swords, no owned house or way to pay for my current. I left. One day after learning of its possible existence, I became entranced with the thought of a sword that can cut through anything. I needed to have that sword, and now I do. I won't let you take my last love. “You know this is dangerous, who could get hurt, innocent people, with that sword. It must be.. “ENOUGH!” screamed Dr. Hinzman interrupting Detora's plea. “ I won’t have this! If you want this sword you'll have to take it. Detora was aware of his prowess with a sword, all his life he had trained with it, The odds of defeating or even disarming ere miniscule. As Dr. Hinzman strided forward swinging, Detora had to run. He ran through the entrance in which Dr. Hinzman came out and began to seek a place to hide. He grappled up onto the dining room chandelier and quickly leaped to the balcony. “ Ah there you are” Hinzman said approaching him. The fight was inevitable. Mason pulled out his hidden blade and readied
Dr. Hinzman avoided every blow except for a quick one to the ribs. As he dodged swings of the sword, amson began to uncharitably worry. One shot, one slow reaction, and as the good old John Schist would say, you're donzo's. After slicing through everything nearby, couches desks tables Dr. Hinzman began to slow. His stomach wound was causing great pain. Detora dodged another swing and went in to end it with his hidden blade just to have it sliced off by the sword. It narrowly avoids his artery. Mason Grabs the sword, stopping his ending blow. Detora uppercuts through his arms , staggering the doctor. He then punched around his left arm, hitting his left eye, causing him to drop the Damascus Sword. Mason reaches it and performs a twirling slice, cutting Dr. Real’s