Hate Me, Desire Me
“Relax, sunshine. We’ve got this.”
As if to prove his point, he lunged forward as another guard rounded the corner. His movements were fluid, almost theatrical, as he drove his blade into the man’s throat in a single, swift motion. The guard let out a strangled gurgle, his hands clawing desperately at the wound as blood poured freely down his chest. Spider twisted the blade with a flourish before pulling it free, stepping back as the man collapsed into a lifeless heap.
With a flick of his wrist, Spider sent a spray of crimson arcing through the air, clearing his blade of blood. “Efficient,” I muttered, sidestepping the growing pool of red as I moved past the body.
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