Shadow Abyss

Tyron had fallen on both knees, his hands resting on his side as blood trickle from the corner of his mouth.

"In all my years of fighting against the Guardians, I must say you truly put up a good fight, warrior. If you choose to surrender now, I will spare your life."

Tyron's angrily spits on the floor. "If you're going to kill me, just do it now I die with no regrets."

"Very well then".

Tyron smiles, slowly closing his eyes waiting for the final blow that would put him out of his misery. Moments pass but nothing seemed to happen

"Am I already dead?" he wonders....