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Martyn dodged an attack from Israphel and then swung for Herobrine, who then ducked and jabbed the blonde in the stomach. Martyn coughed for air but then quickly recovered and swung his sword. Israphel grabbed his wrist and swung him round into a tree, lunging at him. This was when Martyn ducked and ran around to the other side of Israphel, pushing him into the tree and then ducking as Herobrine punched towards him.
The blonde quickly jumped back and readied his sword again.
Herobrine chuckled as they both turned to face Martyn, wiping blood from their wounds. "Aren't you so lucky you caught us when we are still regenerating health..."
Israphel hissed and Martyn narrowed his eyes.
"Enough talk." He said and lunged forward. Israphel dodged to the side and then punched him in the nose. The blonde staggered back, clutching his broken nose before slipping back in the mud. He quickly scrambled up and wiped under his nose as Herobrine lunged forward. Martyn concentrated on the tree behind the white eyed man, who suddenly fell, his legs tangled in the roots of the tree. The man clawed at the roots, trying to get them off and stop them from wrapping tighter around his legs. Martyn's nose began to bleed from the strain of using his powers so much. He took quick glance to Israphel, who was slowly making his way towards him, swirling his hand around slowly. The roots around Herobrine suddenly dissolved into sand. The blonde clutched at his head as he heard the tree cry out as it fell, screaming in pain.
Israphel lunged art Martyn, hitting him in the jaw and knocking him back. Herobrine then grabbed him by the throat and pulled him out, then threw him down into the mud. The blonde tried to kick his feet from under him, but Israphel gripped down on his leg, digging his nails into him. Martyn yelled out as the pale faced man dragged him back towards him and pinned him down, slashing at his face, leaving deep dark cuts in his cheeks and neck. Martyn tried to push him off, his vision going blurry. Israphel pulled him up so that he was looking straight into his eyes, blue into red. Israphel smirked.
"You see why you don't challenge us?" He shook him back and forth.
The last thing he remembered was the blinding pain of blades going into his back from behind and him, and everything going black as the rain poured down and his hit the wet ground...

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Martyn dodged an attack from Israphel and then swung for Herobrine, who then ducked and jabbed the blonde in the stomach. Martyn coughed for air but then quickly recovered and swung his sword. Israphel grabbed his wrist and swung him round into a tree, lunging at him. This was when Martyn ducked and ran around to the other side of Israphel, pushing him into the tree and then ducking as Herobrine punched towards him.
The blonde quickly jumped back and readied his sword again.
Herobrine chuckled as they both turned to face Martyn, wiping blood from their wounds. "Aren't you so lucky you caught us when we are still regenerating health..."
Israphel hissed and Martyn narrowed his eyes.
"Enough talk." He said and lunged forward. Israphel dodged to the side and then punched him in the nose. The blonde staggered back, clutching his broken nose before slipping back in the mud. He quickly scrambled up and wiped under his nose as Herobrine lunged forward. Martyn concentrated on the tree behind the white eyed man, who suddenly fell, his legs tangled in the roots of the tree. The man clawed at the roots, trying to get them off and stop them from wrapping tighter around his legs. Martyn's nose began to bleed from the strain of using his powers so much. He took quick glance to Israphel, who was slowly making his way towards him, swirling his hand around slowly. The roots around Herobrine suddenly dissolved into sand. The blonde clutched at his head as he heard the tree cry out as it fell, screaming in pain.
Israphel lunged art Martyn, hitting him in the jaw and knocking him back. Herobrine then grabbed him by the throat and pulled him out, then threw him down into the mud. The blonde tried to kick his feet from under him, but Israphel gripped down on his leg, digging his nails into him. Martyn yelled out as the pale faced man dragged him back towards him and pinned him down, slashing at his face, leaving deep dark cuts in his cheeks and neck. Martyn tried to push him off, his vision going blurry. Israphel pulled him up so that he was looking straight into his eyes, blue into red. Israphel smirked.
"You see why you don't challenge us?" He shook him back and forth.
The last thing he remembered was the blinding pain of blades going into his back from behind and him, and everything going black as the rain poured down and his hit the wet ground...