You’re really undermining the very intense situation down here! Kai gripes, spinning and countering three strikes with just one maneuver.
However, Gage grins very fondly at his sword.Jude glares at his scythe like it’s the most offensive weapon in all the world.
Jude’s eyes meet mine, and he darts a glance to the crown before saying, Fucking figures.Says Death as he holds his scythe, I fire back, an arched eyebrow accompanying my snark. Who’s the real stereotype in this scenario? I add with a fuck-you smile.Ezekiel coughs to cover a laugh, as everyone else just sort of awkwardly stares and watches the five of us. These people were just attacked, so you think they’d have better things to do than gawk.
Like maybe show some gratitude? Doesn’t anyone do that anymore? Not one person has said so much as, Thanks.I’m cool with my new weapon, Kai says, swinging around his trident.
At least fifty or more onlookers drop to their stomachs and cover their faces like they’re terrified he’s going to accidentally give them the same face-eating disease he gave those others.
My guys all stifle a grin, since that would be, you know, psychotic to grin about.Well, I’m glad you decide to share that after I’ve been lighting these thirsty bitches up for a while, I point out.
You just used thirsty bitches wrong as well, Kai states from in front of me.I don’t think I want to know your definition of that phrase, I grumble, causing all of the chauvinist dicks to chuckle.
The deeper we go, the more suspicious I get. It’s been terribly quiet. Nothing has tried to eat us, roast us, or drop us into a fiery pit in quite a few hours. Granted, the beetle ride took a while, and aside from a few bird-snakes flying overhead rather ominously, it was rather uneventful.I’m sure this is just like that. Something long and dull to break down your guard so you aren’t on as high alert when a three headed hellhound comes after you.