I heard the sound of a sword hitting a sword. I opened my eyes. Drew was standing there; her sword was in front of my face. Drew had just saved my life.
"Get out of my way!" screamed T. He knocked Drew out of the window. I jumped up and swung my sword. I broke T's sword. Then, he pulled another sword. This guy is like a machine. I swung my sword, and chopped his arm off! He stopped, looked down, picked up his sword, and started fighting with the other arm! This guy IS a machine, he's just in a flesh body. I swung, and he blocked it. I swung again, and he blocked it. It was the same motion of swinging and blocking. Then, I got mad. I swung harder and harder. I felt fire flowing through my veins. I swung one last time. I lopped off his head. He fell to the ground.
"Sorry, T," I said. "but that's war."