Burning Spice

The taste of defeat... It should be bitter, but for me it's something else. It's something new. This feeling is infuriating, I want to rage and throw... But for some reason it’s good, a high, like a drug. I want to get revenge on her. Or maybe I'll lose again. It doesn't matter. She fluttered above me, flapping her brand new golden wings. I rose from the ruins and pieces of rock that had buried me. Oh, that was fun. My axe was broken in half, but no matter. I pulled her golden spear out of the stone, a hefty one, just what I needed; she clearly knows her way around a weapon. I turned to her, looking up. Come down.