He sat against the wall, the body lay infront of him lifeless. His nads stained with the blood of the dead. He had completed final challenege and was now a Raven. For some reason he didn't feel like celebrating.

Killing a man like that, he had hesitated but ultimately he had killed him. His blades still dripped with the blood. wiping them with his already sodden shirt he walked over to the gate at the edge of the hall and left through with his head held low. Not like a champion at all.

A hand recieved him on the other side. firmly grasping his shoulder. "Well done my friend, you have done well in defeating him"

It was his close friend who he had trained with.

"Friend, despite my success, i don't feel like i have achieved much."

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