Bajan threw the knife at the dummy, hearing it hit with a satisfying thump. The knife was dead center of the target, some sand spilling from the new mark. Bajan frowned just slightly, grabbing another knife from the table next to him. His left should was flaring with pain but he was trying to ignore with throwing practice. Bajan flicked it again, the force of the knife made the dummy lean back a few inches before straightening itself out again.
Once out of knives to throw, Bajan walked over to the dummy, ripping each one out and letting more sand spill faster. He'd have to get Preston to sew it back together, but for now he wanted it completely destroyed.
He had revenge to exact.
Word count: 125
STAI LEGGENDO
100 Drabbles
FanfictionWriting 100 short stories Only using one word and one crafter each person suggests Requests closed
