Hold still.
“Ow! I said I’m fine” The Biker whined while the Batter persistently poked around the gash he suffered on his side. Biker had let Batter lead this time, he wasn’t sure where the Batter was taking him, but followed him under the promise of “finding more impure souls”. He soon discovered though that it was not a weird way of talking about fifty blessings, the guys they just butchered were common thugs. Well, not too common given the fact one had landed a deep cut in his side that was bleeding out his vest.“Let’s just get the fuck out of here” he mumbled, not at all pleased at how things had gone down.













