Swap! Shedletsky

You hear the heartbeat in your ears as you run. At least you try to run. Stamina is almost at zero, and you didn't even notice how you suddenly became slower. Behind you can hear unhurried footsteps, as well as something very heavy dragging along the ground.

A sudden sharp pain in the temple, as if a blow with a blunt object. Ears become deaf, knees buckle and you fall to the cold ground. A drop drips from your forehead, you're not sure if it's sweat or blood. His shadow envelops you, the sound of footsteps interrupted. The sharp tip of the sword pierces the ground, very close to your face. You find the strength to raise your eyes to the killer.

"You're incredibly lucky, little one..."

He holds on to the hilt of his sword like a cane, his blue cloak fluttering in the wind. He pauses, seems very proud of himself. His gaze intersects with yours.

"...For I, the merciful Creator, will give you a second chance."