An Excerpt From The Armor of God

Hello, all readers! Here is an excerpt from my upcoming novel: The Armor of God. (Please keep in mind that it is unedited) If you spot any errors, please point them out with a comment. Enjoy!


 The two figures watched the confident girl walk down the narrow path.
Persuasion turned his eyes from the girl to his enemy, Jonathan. He felt the handsome features that once covered his body melt away to his ugly self. He reached at his side and pulled out his twisted sword.
“I knew you would show up, Persuasion,” Jonathan said, drawing his own sword. Bright light from the weapon flashed into Persuasion’s eyes. “You use your dark magic against a child. I will finish you here and now.”
“Ha, you’d like that wouldn’t you.” Persuasion opened his mouth and spewed blood red flames at his enemy. Persuasion cut the flames off and charged through the smoke at his enemy. He jumped and swung his sword in a powerful downward arc.
It stopped short of flesh by a hard metal shield. Pain racked up Persuasion’s side. He stepped away and nursed the wound with his hand, removing it at the feel of the warm oozing substance. Jonathan’s sword cut amidst the hanging smoke. Persuasion blocked it and countered with a thrust.
He heard a cry of agony.
“Lord, give me strength,” followed.
“Don’t speak such names in my presence,” Persuasion hissed. He blew out more flames, slowly stepping forward. He stopped the flames, jumped, and stabbed his sword behind the shield at the quivering Aid.
Jonathan’s gleaming sword kicked the black blade away. Persuasion ducked into a ball and rolled. He stopped in a crouch.
His enemy stood and charged. Persuasion ducked under the bright blade and swung low.
His enemy jumped the sword and slashed at his back. Persuasion flicked his sword up, knocking the blow away. Persuasion jumped to his feet and swung with all his might. Their swords locked and they stared into each other’s fiery eyes.
Two opposing forcing fighting for their different purposes. One evil the other good. One would leave victorious, the other in defeat.
“Why don’t you give up now,” Persuasion pestered. “You know who wins this.” He clenched his teeth and pushed hard, gaining a little ground. His enemy’s back bent farther backwards. “We’ll get the book from her and destroy it! Ha!” He cried out in frustration. “Once the book is gone, we’ll slowly kill your defenseless people.” Persuasion felt his opponents anger coming through in the stalemate.
Persuasion broke the sword lock and swung at his opponents side. Jonathan’s shield swept the blade away. Persuasion’s enemy attempted to stick his opponent’s stomach which Persuasion dodged by twisting his body.
He parried with two quick swings that his opponent blocked. Persuasion pressed forward, swinging furiously. Expertly, Jonathan blocked each. After another series, Persuasion’s enemy stepped forward and swung. Persuasion lifted his sword up in the air. Quickly, his enemy switched directions.
Persuasion’s legs kicked out from under himself. He fell hard on his back. His ankle was mangled.
“She’ll never make it,” Persuasion sneered. “She’s too weak.”
“Your words do not dishearten me, Persuasion. Your name does not suit you well. It should be Liar. I can see right around your false words.”
“Huh? I believe you were the one that fell to my words at our last meeting.” Persuasion waited for a retort that didn’t come. “I’ve had enough of this tiresome game. This is only the beginning, my friend. Before this battle is over, we’ll fight again.” Persuasion vanished into a cloud of red and left.