TING! TING! TING!
The silver needles striking the Soft Sword rang out with a series of clinks. Before he could react to them being knocked away, a bright red object came flying straight for his forehead.
The young man's heart leaped in alarm. Before he could even react, the bright red object slammed into his forehead, knocking him right out of the sky.
The guard, arriving in a horse-drawn carriage, happened to look up just in time to see his master plummet from the sky. Horror filled his eyes. "Master!"
The red-robed young man landed on the ground. The bright red object fell onto his chest, then rolled to the side...
"Master! Master!" The guard leaped from the carriage before it had even fully stopped and rushed to his side.
The red-robed young man lay flat on his back, unmoving, his golden eyes staring at the sky.
