[b]He continues to walk to you. He kicks your blade away. And kneels down on one knee beside you. The blade just hovering in front of your face[/b] [i]"I guess I should be thanking you though. If it weren't for you. The boy would never have been as strong as he was. Always being pushed to do better."[/i] [i]"Though, your services...."[/i] [b]He lowers his blade. And his face nears yours.[/b] [i]"Are no longer acquired.[/i] [b]You feel a sharp pain Stab through your chest. As you look down you see that the sword of all trades has gone through your chest. And through your heart.[/b]