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Post by Wicked on Apr 30, 2010 21:38:59 GMT -5
The shinigami was fast, but so far, Xuan was faster. He brought his arm up to block, and the sword didn't sink in enough to do much damage. "What's wrong, Shinigami? Looking a bit weaker than you should be?" He laughed as he threw his arm up, pushing the blade away from him before he lurched forward, aiming to hook his claw onto the shinigami. He knew what he wanted to do. He wanted to take this shinigami with his claw, dig the pointed and hooked edge into his flesh to throw him. The tearing of flesh, the insult he would leave the shinigami with, it was all an exquisite feeling. He would obliterate this shinigami. He knew he would, and when he did, he wouldn't kill him. No, he wasn't good enough to be killed. Bushido. Live by the sword, die by the sword. But Xuan wasn't about to give him the honor of dying by the sword. Xuan merely wanted to toy with him to death. And it wouldn't be long now. In just a few moments, Xuan would find himself with poison galore stored within his tail, begging to be released. He just had to wait a little while longer for his poison to be ready. Just another moment. Just a little more. {Lil better now. :3}
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