My eyes burned red for the men i did see.
To many enemies had come upon me.

The Dragon clan had sought me out to seek revenge for those lost.
They had no reason to have any doubt that their plans would come to past.

The strenght of many against a single one,
they could have not known what was to become,
of their familys and friends that i was to kill, slaughtering them all, the moment stood still.

I bent over the last man and my eyes shone red,
I could see in his face the fear, for he had reason to dread.
The faith that waited for him in the afterlife,
sent there by Nuada in a moment of Strife.

Piercing his heart with my blade,
I watched him die.
I did not have any moment,
where I thought I may cry.

His life coming to an end by my blade and hand,
It was meant to be, the blood meant to stain,
on my hands and in my heart.
The blood would continue to pour as if torned apart.

But the end had still not come, I tasted the blood and he was not the last.
I would continue my task searching the world,
For the last of the Dragon Clan, I would seek.

And then...their end would they meet.

-Undead life-
Nuada