Undertaker Black Butler Scythe Novels & Stories

She drew a long breath. One foot away. SWOOOSH! “Fuck!” yelped Gray as she promptly pulled her head when Undertaker’s knife swiftly passed through her neck. “You’re fast,” he sneered as he momentarily stepped back. From up close, he was really huge. He might be the same height as Ronald, but his build was much larger. “And you’re mean,” countered Gray, lightly rubbing her neck then she looked at her hand. When she saw no traces of blood, she breathed a sigh of relief.