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MALO: You can— COR: No, I didn’t have anything. Just filling the–you go, seriously. MALO: Okay. The time has come! This conflict between us is too great. The schism it has formed is too wide. And now the blood it will spill will be far too red. COR: I am sure it will be well worth it. MALO: As am I, dear brother. As am I. COR: I wish it didn’t have to end this way. MALO: I can’t say I feel the same. COR: I was being polite. MALO: I wasn’t. COR: I’ve wanted to kill you since you left our mother’s womb. MALO: You tried in fact. COR: I did. MALO: But you failed. COR: The time was not right. MALO: (Opening his arms) Then when will the time be right? COR: Today, brother! MALO: Here? Now? COR: On the battlefield! MALO: Is this not a battlefield? Am I confused? COR: This is your grave! (He stabs a weapon into the ground.) MALO: (Also throwing his weapon down) Come on then! Bury me! COR: Only after my army buries yours! MALO: Oh? COR: Yes! MALO: Your army of what? Of children, and weak old men? COR: Yes! MALO: You don’t stand a single chance against me, dear brother. My men will fight to the last. You will never route us!

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Ivy Leaves Journal of Literature & Art — Vol 93  

The Ivy Leaves Journal of Literature & Art is an annual student publication at Anderson University in Anderson, SC. The journal has served a...

Ivy Leaves Journal of Literature & Art — Vol 93  

The Ivy Leaves Journal of Literature & Art is an annual student publication at Anderson University in Anderson, SC. The journal has served a...

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