Monster's Curse

Tame moved slowly over to the suit of armor that carried a sword, his body tense as he came closer and closer to the possible trap. It only needed one swing to possibly kill him, while he had to reach into the damned thing and erase its magic seals. Or simply destroy the main body, but I don’t have anything right now to do that.

Slowly, one hand touched the armor’s chest. It surprised him a little bit to see the curve of where a woman’s chest would go, as most castle’s went with stock standard, stallion armors for displays like this. A quick glance away and Tame noted that every other suit was indeed male. So this is either a trap, or tribute to a fallen champion of some sorts. That, or the people who owned this were pretty broke when compared to other castle owners. He chuckled a little bit at the thought.

Krrrk.

His eyes flew back open as he heard the scraping and he jumped back just as the creature brought its blade up and almost decapitated him. He looked back at it as the point of the blade stayed close to the ground. “I guess its the hard way then.”

I fucking hate the hard way.

Hard way

Get the fuck out of there

Use the webs