Deciever watches events unfold
"Ah. I [i]dread[/i]ed this day. Heh. Still got it."
I press a button on my wrist and... Nothing. It was broken. I sigh
"You idiot."
Several Grunts notice me and move closer to attack
I take out a hand made bottle
"Thank god my rainy day fund still operates."
I drink, and everything slows
I smile serenely, and attack the grunts, effortlessly butchering them
[i]Perhaps I should try for the escape ship again[/i]
I spin, jamming an explosive knife into an ear, then flipping over a grunt, cutting it's head off
[i]What would you do then? Return to your empire? You know almost nothing about leadership. Better to let Sheyen handle it.[/i]
I slide, stabbing into a groin and come up spinning and throwing knives, but also getting a small cut
[i]Looks like I'm going to die. What did my people say? Back to the mud. Atleast I'll see my family.[/i]
I pause, having just finished the group of Grunts. Another is already coming for me.
I smile
[i]What, you? Heaven? You'll be lucky if you even get purgatory.[/i]
I narrowly avoid a swing
[i]Getting to be too many of them now.[/i]
I stumble on rubble and catch three blades on Retribution, and throw explosive knives into their guts
I turn, and two Grunts stab me, triumph in their eyes. I wink back and cut their throats, dislodging their weapons
I lunge at a Grunt, but a blade flashes and my arm is severed at the elbow
I stop and look at the stump
Several swords immediately went through my body, appearing on the other side
Then one of my legs is severed at the knee, and I fall onto my back
The grunts move away, leaving a bloody corpse in their wake
I chuckle, but quickly resort to a bloody coughing fit
[i]My drinking arm to. Poor luck, that is. Ah well. Ah! A drink, a drink! That's what I need.[/i]
I reach into my cloak and pull out one last bottle and sip from it
[i]I wonder what happened to everyone else. Most likely they are sharing this experience. A shame, that.[/i]
And then I hear a name whispered, almost inaudible
[b][i]Caoran[/i][/b]
I look right and see my wife and two kids and smile
[i]This isn't real. They're dead. That brew is going to wear off soon.[/i]
I shake the thoughts away, and reach to embrace them one last time
As I reach them, suddenly they become covered in blood, staring at me accusingly.
[i]"Why did you kill us?"[/i]
[i]No. No. Let me have-[/i]
I suddenly arc my back in pain, all of my cuts painfully clear
I try to scream, but it only causes more pain. I whimper and silently cry, whispering the words 'I'm sorry' until I bled out.
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