Toji Stabs Himself 소설 & 이야기

Akihito was cut off midway by a vicious roar from a second Iron Horn Beetle, this one bigger than the one Richard took out. "It's very impolite to cut someone off. Now, where was I? Oh, yeah! So about you, begone!" Akihito snapped his finger and caused a bolt of lightning to pierce straight through the creature. Body drained of life, the creature slumped to the ground as Akihito returned to normal. "Now that I've taken out the trash, let's go meet up with Ria-chan~!"

He was injured himself from fighting those enemies yet he still came here to protect me. “Die!” Yoshimoto shouted. As he took a step back, Mōri Shinsuke threw a spear at him. As he turned to deflect it using his sword, Hattori Koheita came up to him and swung his sword, decapitating him in the process. Yoshimoto’s head fell from his shoulders and rolled in front of me. Seeing his decapitated head sent a chill down my spine. “Are you alright, my lady?” Hideyoshi offered his hand to help me stand up. I shook my head and told him I couldn’t stand. Nobunaga came rushing towards me.

Everyone tried to rush and stop him before he took a drastic action but it was too late, he had lost his sanity, he could no longer maintain the facade of silence. “Goddammit!” Cursing, Tabit tried to attack him but he smirked malevolently. “This is it…” With this whisper, he took out his dagger coated with poison and slit his throat before everyone. “No!!” All of them yelled when the blood stained the floor and table as he killed himself in a mere second. Taking his own life to avoid further ordeals, impotent to bear anything anymore and urging to die and escape his pathetic life. “Goddammit!” Tabit cursed, slamming her hand on the wall, cursing loudly.

The scene was one of blood, torture, and insanity, and the one who caused it was smiling quite happily, as if he was looking at a piece of art. The scene was abruptly shattered to prices when the sounds of ratilling of doorknob echoed through the silence. Yoshiki's smile completely disappeared from his face and abruptly reached for the knife in the man's throat, shoving it through ending his life, he withdrew it and panicked just as the door slammed open against the wall. Yoshiki...…..!?

Using one to launch myself at another, I managed to pull off a scissor leg takedown around their neck, snapping it ever so nicely. As I landed, I rolled to take on the last one who was still standing, but the sound of a gun caught my attention. I watched in horror as I saw Hibiki stumble and take a knee holding his left shoulder. They shot my husband! These mother fuckers shot my Hibiki! “YOU ARE ALL GOING TO DIE!” I shouted.

“Quick! Lock the door of the bath-room! We hold him fast now. If he gets out, more than one life will pay the price of his. He's a match for any six of you in fair fight. Lock the door, I say, and light up the fire under the bath; and we'll boil him to death, and be rid of him. Quick, men, quick!” So they locked the door, and fed the fire until the water hissed and bubbled within; and Chôbei, in his agony, tried to burst open the door, but Jiurozayémon ordered his men to thrust their spears through the partition wall and dispatch him. Two of the spears Chôbei clutched and broke short off; but at last he was struck by a mortal blow under the ribs, and died a brave man by the hands of cowards.

Tito brings out his pocket knife and stabs Dante's right eye that he couldn't see with. "Argh!!!..." Tito pulled out the knife and his eyeball followed, blood gushed out like water, he stabbed the right eye and there was another loud scream. Blood splashes on Tito's face and body. "Fûck you," Tito screams and starts stabbing his arm terribly. "Aah!" Tito stands up and brings out his gun, he shoots Dante's leg making him bleed more, he shoots his second leg then his shoulders. Dante can't even scream anymore.

I wonder who he is calling. Stoic jumped down from the desk, floating down to us. He grabbed Nate pulling his shirt off. I jumped out of my chair wanting to protect him. Nate shook his head at me again. I stood frozen as I watched Stoic create a sword of fire and slice Nate's wings clean off. Tears streamed down my face.

Stoic was in hysterical while stopping his men to kill each other. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I felt a tear fall from my left eye. I was about to run to help Stoic when suddenly Gigantor's laughter roared. “Why are you all suddenly killing each other? What happened to your unit?” I clenched my fists and faced him. His one eye was already open and Adolf, who had stopped in front of him, suddenly was thrown away to the side. My screamed reach the core of the grounds. “ADOLF!”

"What’s the play, boss?" "Victor is in Room 412," Shinjiro said, his voice dropping. "The bastard woke up. If he talks to the cops, Tokyo’s entire line is dead. Go put him to sleep." "Consider it done." "How are you killing him?" Shinjiro asked, eyeing the coat pockets. The squad leader pulled a massive plastic syringe from his sleeve, letting the dim light hit it. "An air bubble straight into his IV. Looks like a sudden stroke. No mess, no autopsy drama."