Tanjiro's Broken Fingers Novels & Stories

Gentle pants bring me turning to hold the hands of my mate and I bring him carefully to the toppled couch which two of the guys help me flip back onto its legs. "Damn..." I scowl as I inspect his injuries. There's a bleeding cut vertically against the left side of his forehead, a larger one to his right shoulder, and through the sleeve of his tweed jacket. I growl when I see he's broken his right ring finger. This is unacceptable. Should I re-kill them all again to satisfy a whit of my anger? "We were just getting done with locking up when they suddenly showed up, surging through a hole in the floor," I hear Daniel say and he orders the men to begin cleaning up the mess while he approaches f

The black liquid spills onto the ice and I smile victoriously. One touch of this in his wounds…. I smear my hands over it like a madwoman, desperate to salvage it and rush at Royce, breaking free from the ice that binds me. Pain rips through my knees and it takes me a few moments to realise I’ve broken something. I yank free from the ice around my feet, and he swears, fear flashing in his eyes, and it’s only then I glance down to see I’ve broken my ankles to get to him.

Tony replied grimly. I stopped worrying about that bit of lost flesh on my side when I saw what was left of Kaniji. Her hands were broken into claws, her legs twisted unnaturally. She was bleeding from her eyes, nose, and ears. She was in so much agony that her mouth gaped open and her eyes stared sightlessly.

Following the road the vans came in that we intercepted, I just prayed they find something. “Did they ever go into another state?” “I. Don’t. Know!” Tanya leaned forward and stared at me as she said each word like it was it’s own sentence. This time, it was her forearm that broke. Each finger was pointed upward and at a funny angle, her hand was just laying downward with no movement and now her arm was so badly snapped that it was even angled upward. “We can keep going. Next till be your toes and then your legs. After that will be your ribs.” I kept my face as stoic as possible. Truthfully, if any emotion was going to come out, it would be pure rage and hatred.

she breathed out the words heavily, the urgency in her voice made me pick my pace towards the training room. I got there to see Zen on the floor, writhing in pain. I accessed him with my eyes, four of his fingers were broken, his face had dry blood on them with more on his face and head. It's difficult to figure out if he's bleeding from his head or if he has a cut on his face.

"Hera, fuck! Let go!" "Hey hey, what's going on?" Jiroo, who's sitting next to me, asked. "You know what? I actually don't hear anything, I just want to catch you with your own mouth and guess what bitch? It worked!" She said before releasing my hand. "Oh my God! You are really un-fucking-believable!" I groaned while wagging my hand and blowing it, hoping the pain would lessen but there's no use, it doesn't! My fingers are broken!

Andrius broke all ten of Joshua’s fingers. “Aaargh… M-m-my fingers—” The sound of his fingers breaking, and his mournful wail resounded throughout the woods. Bam! Andrius still looked indifferent. After releasing Joshua’s deformed hand, he kicked the latter in the chest, directly caving it in. Joshua was sent flying backward, smashing through three large trees before hitting the ground heavily.

It was certainly the biggest challenge and insult the dojo had faced since it opened. Their pride was being challenged! The dojo had its own doctor and he was checking on the disciples. The doctor wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, “Their arms and legs are broken. The one who hurt them is definitely ruthless.” Reiko’s expression darkened even more. With furrowed brows, she asked, “Where’s Jiro? I thought he was with them. What is he doing? He can’t even protect his own disciples?!” Her words silenced everyone. The doctor then timidly said, “Ms. Hara, Jiro is also hurt.”

Zane's presence behind me and his hand on my shoulder, grounded me just enough. I swallowed down the bile and opened my mouth to speak. “Rion! Stop! What are you doing?!” I screamed out and he snickered, a frown resting on his features. “What does it look like? I'm giving this bastard what he deserves.” He replied and before I could say another word, resumed what he was doing. He pressed down on a screw at the side of the device and before my very eyes, broke through the phalanges and all five fingers fell to the ground. Blood began to pour from the holes in his hand, where his fingers had once previously belonged.

However, his wrist seemed to be bound by chains, and he was unable to move at all. “Say it again!” When Kiran said that, there was a crisp cracking sound. One of Ted’s fingers was bent upward, completely broken. “Ah… my hand!” Ted howled in pain. “How dare you point your finger at me!” Crack! Without any mercy, Kiran broke a second finger. “Say it!” Crack! Then, the third finger. With three cracks, Kiran broke three fingers in a row. Ted was in terrible pain and burst into tears.