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(Contd. from above)


A flock of birds flew out from the top of the trees, chirping wildly. Bwind stumbled through them, feet swishing over the grass. He was breathing heavily, his wounds dripping blood continuously from between the patches applied on them. He stopped and leaned on a tree near him to catch his breath, fighting back the spasms of pain ringing through his body.

A shadow fell across him. Bwind froze and lifted his head around apprehensively.

Demon Seed glared back at him angrily, and lifted his machete. Bwind's hand slipped from the tree he was leaning on, and he fell to the ground wide-eyed in extreme surprise and dread.

SCRUNCHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

DS's machete sliced straight through his face, cutting through his cheek!

Bwind yelped and clutched the left side of his face. His cheek was neatly sliced into two, and long trails of blood started oozing through it into his hand through the gaps of his fingers.

"Guess we won't be smack-talking too much now, eh?" DS sneered.

Bwind grabbed at his HPs. His left cheek now had a long cut stretching from his lips to almost his left ear!


Straker heard some yells coming from behind, where the trees ended. He knew someone was in trouble, which meant that someone's strikers were near too. He got up from the place he was crouching at, and started running in the opposite direction. He stole a quick glance backwards, and at that exact moment, he tripped over something and went down in a heap on the ground.

"Going somewhere?" a voice boomed in his ears.

Startled out of his wits, Straker whirled. The gleam of the wicked blade of the machete shone in the sunlight once, before it came down directly on his chest.

SCRUNCHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

The machete went crunching through Straker's ribcage, luckily missing his heart and lungs narrowly. Straker coughed and moaned loudly, the huge cut vomiting a big gush of blood all over him. Straker grabbed at his HPs and looked at his attacker.

Doc Faustus smiled down at him, throwing the broken handle away.


The Return knew something was wrong in the scene in front of him. Some THING looked out of picture, and he was straining to perceive what it was. Then suddenly, he realised and noticed, long and hard.

The boulder in front of him some distance away, was moving!

He rapidly made big strides towards it, machete ready to swing. As he neared it, he saw to his surprise that it wasn't a boulder at all. The guy had covered his head with his parka and was slowly moving forward, giving that impression.

Clever, but not clever enough, Return thought.

He reached the moving figure and struck right in between the shoulder blades hard.

SCRUNCHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

The figure went down and a muffled howl came out of his jacket. Return's machete immediately broke into two, and he threw the handle away. He reached forward, and pulled the parka back.

GroundZero2424 looked back at him with dismay and terror, feeling his open bleeding wound with one hand. Return leaned back and smiled.

"ARRRRRRRRRR!" he teased, sticking his tongue out at Groundzero, who was reaching for his HPs.


(Contd.)