The Bride rather liked hearing the boy's neck snap in her hands, his body slumping over lifeless. Good. Now they could get on with their mission, her blood lust sated a little with his death.
At least that's what she thought had happened.
One does not expect someone with a broken neck to come back to life with an untamed fury. She stepped back from the boy, her eyes widening slightly as something appeared around his wrist, never mind the hovering off the floor, and beams of energy shot out in all directions.
The Bride had no idea what they were, but as soon as one hit her, faster than she could even think to avoid, she knew it was bad.
"What t--" Her sentence never finished as she disappeared from the room.
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At least that's what she thought had happened.
One does not expect someone with a broken neck to come back to life with an untamed fury. She stepped back from the boy, her eyes widening slightly as something appeared around his wrist, never mind the hovering off the floor, and beams of energy shot out in all directions.
The Bride had no idea what they were, but as soon as one hit her, faster than she could even think to avoid, she knew it was bad.
"What t--" Her sentence never finished as she disappeared from the room.
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