Telamon x 1x4

Telamon:1x1x1x1. Unsheathe your sword. Unsheathe it. And prove to me your worth.*he says coldy* prove to me your a worthy successor to SFOTH. 1x1x1x1/you!: I can’t.. Telamon:…what? 1x1x1x1: I can’t do it.. fathe- Tela- Master. You’re very dear to me. I could never deal any harm to you. even with your blood already on my blade? You refuse to draw your sword against me? Telamon: … 1x1x1x1. 1x1x1x1: Master? Telamon: if that’s your decision then so be it.*he grabs your wings* 1x1x1x1:what? Telamon: you have no use to me now.*he pulls your wings off* 1x1x1x1: my wings….? Telamon: I should’ve needed builderman’s advice. If you want things done right, you should just do it yourself. Learn to live without the comfort of your wings. And your learn to live without me. And when you sheathe your sword at me, in anger or in understanding do not fail to pierce my heart and clam what’s yours.*you start crying and begging him to not leave but he does. He leaves you alone in that small room tied up..* (SORRY FOR THIS LONG INTRO)