A Good Story with a Setting in the Middle Ages

No End
"Ughhhh!" Riff's sword sliced through the torso of one of the many followers.
"I told you not to interfere with my plans... I don't have to worry anymore."
I saw him smirk at the dead body as if the man were a waste. He put the long saber into its sheath and his eyes seemed to glow. He walked off into the night without seeing me. Or did he? Was he planning to kill me, Jake Fisher? I couldn't tell. All I knew is that I had to get out of that place. And fast.
Many people had come to find the Holy Land with Riff as their leader. Little did they know that it would end up with me and Riff as the last two out of fifteen. I had heard many stories about the deaths, accidental falling off cliffs and bear killings. But I knew he was too strong for that. If he wanted to do this together, everyone would still be alive.
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