[oop. there goes ashlyn. her friends all jump up, startled, and try to reach for her, making sure she's okay. all of them are smiling.
for rondo, though.
in another world, in another universe, sazantos would've dodged him. scoffed, rolling his eyes. do you always shout a warning right before you come at someone, you moron? not very wide open after that. maybe he would've slapped at the back of rondo's head, even, unimpressed as always. just like normal. just like the way it was supposed to be. a world, kept safe by the guardians of the flame, sacred and forever burning with what is right.
what happens instead is rondo slices him completely in half.
it's a messy affair. the axe goes through sazantos without much resistance, but the thing is that violence like this is never sanitized and easy. the slice catches him at the torso, right below his arm, and goes diagonal, down to his hip. his organs spill from his chest cavity, only just barely caught in places by his ribs. blood splatters across rondo's face, across his clothes. and maybe the worst part about it is sazantos's expression.
betrayed. you... you did this. why would you do this?
he chokes, blood gurgling up from his throat. dies slow, scrabbling at the ground. it's undignified. his eyes are wide and - maybe a little terrified.
no subject
for rondo, though.
in another world, in another universe, sazantos would've dodged him. scoffed, rolling his eyes. do you always shout a warning right before you come at someone, you moron? not very wide open after that. maybe he would've slapped at the back of rondo's head, even, unimpressed as always. just like normal. just like the way it was supposed to be. a world, kept safe by the guardians of the flame, sacred and forever burning with what is right.
what happens instead is rondo slices him completely in half.
it's a messy affair. the axe goes through sazantos without much resistance, but the thing is that violence like this is never sanitized and easy. the slice catches him at the torso, right below his arm, and goes diagonal, down to his hip. his organs spill from his chest cavity, only just barely caught in places by his ribs. blood splatters across rondo's face, across his clothes. and maybe the worst part about it is sazantos's expression.
betrayed. you... you did this. why would you do this?
he chokes, blood gurgling up from his throat. dies slow, scrabbling at the ground. it's undignified. his eyes are wide and - maybe a little terrified.
weren't you supposed to save him, rondo?]