Decisive strike [prompt] TW/ cruelty
..He gasps for air, lurching forward from the strike she dealt to his solar plexus, his legs buckle from the shock its dealt to his nervous system.
She approaches, with deliberate slow strides, a blade appearing in her hand, glinting viciously in the sparse moonlight. It illumined only that which mattered in the moment.
He looks up to her approaching, he mutters a futile curse and supports his aching body with his arm, the other arm holding his chest. He gags, feeling like he is about to hurl. He is unsure if it is blood, or vomit, either way it looks bad for him.
She finally stands in front of him, enshrouded in darkness. She silently grabs him by his collar, lifting him as if he's weightless, and thrusts the cold blade in between his ribs, twisting roughly.
The mans eyes widen in shock before he registers what she has just done, then he lets out a wail, and tears start to stream down down his rough, bruised face. He screams and weakly hits the woman, using all his left strength to escape the iron grasp of his enemy.
She merely scoffs at his weak attempts at escape, and she thrusts the blade even deeper puncturing his lung.
The man screams again, the pain shooting through his entire body. He feels the blood pooling in his lung, in-between his organs. His breath short, and raspy. He throws up blood, his face drenched in slick red. He feels his lung scrunch up with ever inhale, like a balloon, and gasps at the constant pain he feels, his body nearly convulsing.
She releases her grasp from his collar, letting him drop, sliding off the blade. He drops lifelessly on the hard stone ground, the impact making him choke and let out a cry, he sucks on his tongue, hissing loudly.
"..I believe the most suitable death for you would be the one where you bleed out.." she finally says, her voice low, ice cold "I will be here watching over you.." she cracks a wicked grin staring down at the writhing figure of the man, blood pooling around him, soaking into the stone.
She stares at the man, who is now choking on his blood "hm.. this is quite boring" she moves until she stands over him "how about you scream for me some more before you decide to die?"
She steps on the stab wound she created in this mans torso, a gaping, twisted hole of flesh. The mans eyes widen again and he wails as she puts her weight into him. That is when he faints.
"hm" she says simply and steps off of him, observing for any remaining signs of life. He likely won't make it
"Do not worry, surely some wild beast will come by you eventually and put you out of you misery?" she chuckles "well unless you simply croak before then" she smiles and walks away from the bloody scene.
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