THE UNDEFEATED
Cal relinquished his hold on her hand from his chest and yanked the mask from his face. "I wasn't talking about that, I'm talking about my anger." He turned away from her, disgusted by the mess he had made of their friendship. He called out his free hand and brought the saber to it, clenching it in his left hand. He lay there distraught, "I'm sorry Felicia." The words stained his pride, he hated what had happened. Bring his thumb around the activation switch of his saber, he was moments away from activating it, but stopped himself and removed his finger from the trigger. His arms became limp and belay with his eyes wide.
@[member="Felicia Tannul"]
@[member="Felicia Tannul"]