[spoiler]FUСK[/spoiler] [spoiler]MY PLANS[/spoiler] [spoiler]YOU KNOW WHAT, WHO CARES! IMMA MORTAL COMBAT THIS SHIT! KILL EM TILL THERE'S NOTHING LEFT![/spoiler] [u]Enraged by the sight of his opponent taking the honor of finishing them, flames burst forth from Balthazar's armor. Dropping the sword, he walks away seemingly to leave, but returns once more... But he's dragging something. In his right hand he carries his own severed arm by the wrist, it still covered in steel. Hefting it over his shoulder, it resembles something akin to a massive bloody meat-club. Walking up to the corpse, he glares down at the body.[/u] "[i]YOU TOOKE MY ARM, AND DIDN'T EVEN GIVE THE THE COURTESY OF A FINISHER?! WELL YOU KNOW WHAT, HERE! TAKE THE DAMN THING AS A MOMENTO OF YOUR LOSS![/i]" [u]Slamming the arm down onto Kiera's body, the severed arm acts like a massive club. It smashes it her mangled chest, almost splitting her in half completely. He begins to repeatedly pounds away at the corpse, screaming in a fit of unholy rage. Blood and chunks of flesh and bone splatter across the crater as both Kiera and the arm and beaten to pieces by an angry Balthazar, who seems to have become delusional from bloodloss. Panting, Balthazar drops the now stump that was once his arm and falls over, his vision fading as he succumbs to the pain of his injuries, only to awaken in his real body perfectly fine alongside Kiera in a Dojo facility.[/u] [spoiler]end bby[/spoiler]