killers-triad:
—; To say she held no fear would be only a partial lie. His state was unstable, corrosive and dangerous. He had to be stopped, one way or another, and sadly, her only outlet was herself. Cedric had fled like a coward, though his sense of self preservation was astounding— he wasn’t always this way.
If he could not stand down, neither could she. Bones creaked underneath thin skin, a low growl coming from blood-painted lips. If he had to be put in place, so be it.
If he bested her, fine.
But she would not die— she would not fall here. Her life would not end by a meager boy.
Come on then.
Let me show you what a ghoul can do.
Let me turn those laughs into screams.
Cᴏᴍᴇ sɪʟʟʏ ɢʜᴏᴜʟ﹐ ɪ·ʟʟ sʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴs ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴇ. Yᴏᴜʀ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟɪᴛʏ ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢʟᴇss ᴛʀɪᴄᴋ. I·ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇᴀʀ ʟɪғᴇ.
A dark twisted smirk was visible upon his visage. Short bursts of laughter would randomly come and go. He did not speak, as there was no need for such a thing. The only thing that needed to be done was to put this creature in her place. Of course the nephilim had his limitations. No one could last forever. That's a fact. He began to walk slowly to her. Digits twitching in a weird manner. He was slightly slouched forward. Tainted red optics glowing through snow white locks. Lets see if she can withstand the power he was about to bestow upon her this night.
