Killing Comparison 소설 & 이야기

Humphries. Tingles ran up my arm. Sven had shown me how to fight, but he hadn’t shown me how it felt to kill. The cold, raw power of it. The way the blood rushes electric through one’s body. Though I remembered Mr. Humphries, killing him had been different. It hadn’t been combat. I couldn’t think of these beings as people; I had to think of them as targets. If I didn’t kill them, they would infect or kill Alkin.

“You cannot compare those two things.” “Yes, I can. You see, you really don't know anything, do you?” He pauses. “You don't only commit murder when you drive a sword through someone's heart,” he says, and I swallow. “You can kill someone with the things you say, and how you treat them.”

He spots Zombie as well and, true to form, takes it upon himself to take him down. I hold my breath as they both draw their weapons, not wanting even to get close to the other, each with a clear shot at the opponent. It is a race… who pulls the trigger first? They are both ready to die, willing to take their brother with them. How can it be so easy to contemplate killing your own kin?

RONN As far as killing goes, this isn’t so bad. It’s the shortest fight I’ve been in, among the few ones I’ve had. And the bloodiest. Blood and sweat is thick in the air, overpowering scent of rains the cold breeze pushes our way. Three of them lie dead, scattered over the ground in the various manners with which they died; ripped throat, severed spine, bashed skulls. Edril and Allos sure are full of surprises.

Stupid creatures! I left and let them all there. I went home to my apartment, I didn't want to go to school anymore because I knew they would never come back and they would take care of the funeral of my dead classmate. Five of my classmates died instantly. Who would be better off killing from them next? Ace or Clark? Or my ex boyfriend, Hunter. Hmm. I think, I want the latter.

Berry merely looked down as the two started to glare at each other. “If there’s one thing I’m sure of,” started Blame, making her voice a little louder to dominate the bickering of the two, “it’s the fact that Kleint is a master of silent killing. That’s why he was mostly feared than the Reaper.” “I feel like we have travelled in fiction,” Berry murmured. Looking over her shoulder, Z simply glared at him. “But after seeing what you’ve done to Sloane, I guess everything is possible.” “Do you have a problem with me?” Z turned to face him, his cheeks burning red.

I stood up straighter, tipping my chin up, “I suppose that guy missing a hand just died of natural causes.” {Hypocrite.} “Were you out for a run, little one?” He completely ignored what I said and moved closer to me at an agonizingly slow pace, “Stretching your little wolf,” he looked me up and down, but not in an interested way, in a checking me over for damage way, “or just out for a killer good time?” Interesting. Guess I am a hypocrite, but the difference is I kill for survival and he kills for pleasure.

I touched its head and I cut it off with the blood splashing all over me . It felt so refreshing watching the animals die ,the way I killed it that way ,that was exactly how I am going to kill all of my enemies .

“You sure I will be the one who steps in your way, Sir Moran? We’re going to kill more at the main gate. Much more. ” “That’s different,” I growled. He scoffed. “What’s the difference?” “He didn’t know you were going to kill him,” I retorted. “He didn’t have a chance to speak for himself. It’s slaughter, murder, one-sided killing. It’s not glorious fighting.”

Hearing James' words, Kharel's eyes widened, "Uncle." This was the first time Kharel had heard James express the intention to kill someone, and it was extremely rare, almost unheard of. No matter how much James hated someone, he wouldn't speak like that. Actually, what had the people of the Exclessy Plains royal alliance done to make someone like James Gardner, who had sworn never to kill, want to kill them? Richard quickly asked, "Are you really going to kill them? Isn't your royal principle-" "Young man, we don't kill. But ... what I mean here is 'destroy' in the sense of punishing them in such a terrible way that they ... will think that death is much better than life," James explained in