He laughs. "It's all thanks to
my hat that I could get so close to you in the first place. Without
you would have had me locked up longer before I had this chance."
He purred, raising his sword and attempting to slash
you.
Now all that was left to do was wait for
the rains and sunshine. Then I can grow and blossom. The small seed
thought, for it had a consciousness of it's own.
He growled. "Running away? Come
on... I know you can hold your own against me. Let's have some
fun!" He roared, stepping forwards and swinging his sword again,
his intentions being to at least damage you a little if not
more.
Luciel ignores the noises from
outside, focused on killing Frozen. He jabs forwards with his
sword, letting his hatred bubble up and show. "Why won't you just
die! It'd make it easier for us both if you did. Or at least fight
back, make this fun for me..." He spat.
Crisis was pretty fine with staying in her room, and finally
satisfied with how she had moved her hair to cover up the scratch
marks, so she tapped boredly on the desk, trying to figure out
something to do. One of her friends had sent the link to a video
and just wrote 'lol'. So Crisis decided to watch it, which was
probably gonna be a bad thing considering the type of things this
friend finds funny.
"I see you point. I was
going to be merciful and make it quick. But now I think I'll take
my time." He said, twisting the blade that was embedded in your
chest with a cruel grin.
The seed panicked for a moment as it had
almost been stepped on.
Luciel recoiled, wiping the
ooze from his face. "Why you little..." He growled, driving his
blade deeper. He ignored Time not letting the chef interrupt him
again.
"Is this funny to you?" He
asked, ripping the blade out and forcing it into your stomach. His
grin had widened slightly, and it was clear, despite you not
reacting how he assumed you would, he was still enjoying
this.
She spits in his face again well for one. I dont have a soul. Two
this doesnt hurt and three.im not even using my power while you’re
using most of yours
She give him a smile and flips him off
Luciel scowls. "I take it that
means this is pointless then?" He asks, withdrawing his sword from
you and letting the ooze drip off of it. His expression showed was
clearly frustrated with this news but there was another emotion
there as well... One he hasn't felt in a long
time...