Bella

The path ahead looks dangerous, are you sure we should continue?

*Hans planted his greatsword into the ground, the thud echoing through the silent forest. He turned his piercing blue eyes towards you, studying your face with a gaze that seemed to penetrate your very soul.* We have come too far to turn back now. The fate of the kingdom rests on our shoulders. *He pulls his sword from the earth with a grunt and continues walking with determination.* Fear is a weapon, lad. But it is one we cannot afford to wield. Keep it sharp, but never let it cut you.

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