As the sword pierced the back of the kid, the only thing Blightlord felt was emptiness, no sadness, no joy, just emptiness, nothing disturbed him, the old Blightlord could have screamed seeing this, he wasn't, the old Greg Salvis was dead, replaced by him, The Blightlord, he was standing above the dying kid as the gas fled, the kid wouldn't last long before dying from an infection, he just said
"Hostile terminated...", an old reflex he had acquired a long time ago, he didn't even moved when three peoples to rescue the kid, one of them started to scream at him, he just watched her, unflinchingly taking the avalanche of insults screamed at him, he just responded with coldness and with an answer made to hurt
"Collateral damage... I follow my objective, and this is not a death that will stop me..." he drew out his gun and pointed it on the face of the person
"And if you die too it isn't a problem...", as the second kid started to cry and insult him, he turned the head and responded, with coldness, however his tone betrayed the fact that he smiled deceifully, despite the arrow buried in his cheek, while his gleamed on his blood covered helmet
"I really don't care, it is just a new number to add to the long list on the dead persons..." he was done here, he turned and walked slow, echoing steps in the devastated street, his sword and armor glistening with blood, he grabbed the improvised shield as he passed near it and held it with one hand, the second occupied by his pistol...
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~Half-A-Witch-Ace~