[SuspiciousMindz]

Originally Posted by Duskflight

"Believe what you will, it doesn't effect me, even if it isn't the truth. While it wasn't my attention to kill such a soft queen, actually, I thought you would have remembered some of your training, a real shame. But what you are,
your rank, your gender, your family, it doesn't matter to me. If you were a guard, if you were the commander, I would have no hesitation in ending you. But my words won't change your delirious mind, after all, you're already accepting your fate. So believe what you must Illusion, to make you happy."
Hannibal expected that, at least the 'I'm not sorry part', most of the vile cats he put down mentioned that they were never sorry for their rudeness. But the spit. His lip curled back in utter disgust, a dull burning sensation in his stomach that could have been anger if he weren't completely devoid of emotions. He lowered his paw. No, he wouldn't strike her. Much to quick.
Instead he leaned down, his face mere inches from hers. "Perhaps your family isn't off the chopping block, at least not anymore. You would be helpless to stop me anyways. Goodbye Illusion."
His head lurched forward, jaws separated before snapping down at the top of her neck, right near the jawline, piercing through the windpipe, biting down and continuing to apply bite force until he couldn't. Letting go, he would stand and look down at her. It would take perhaps a minute, maybe more, for her to drown in her own blood. It would seep down her crushed windpipe, bubbling into her lungs the more she tried to gasp for breath all whilst it pooled on the ground around her as well. And Hannibal would stand and watch until she had given her last breath, wiping a paw over his chest and flicking the spit away, licking the crimson blood from his muzzle.

Illusion's eyes widened at the last of his words, however, she had no time to speak before pain pierced her throat. This pain was followed by gurgling. It was a painful, though quick death for the alabaster queen. Although, her pretty fur was stained crimson as her blood pooled around her head and chest, streaming down little dips in the ground. There was too much of it, no cat would ever survive such a bite. As her deep blue optics desperately searched the territory for last minute help, they slowly became blank. She was seeing rabbit holes now and it felt like it was taking forever for her to just let go. She fought for a little longer until she was finally met with darkness. Her eyes clouded over as the last little bit of life she had was drained from her body and the last breath was merely coughing as air was unable to enter her body any further.