Chapter 161 Be Lucky to Be Slain by Me!
Charmon's Kingdom: Hallway Rightwing
Muha Charmons:
Overwhelming my opponent with my glorious ferocity as I keep my slicing and dicing unrelenting as I make him stagger back, commenting out loud with a smile still wide on my face, I say with wanting more of a push back from him, are you sure you're a general!? Because the level of skill you're demonstrating to me is super lack luster!
Sweating uncontrollably as he tries to block and swat my attacks to the best of his weak ass ability, holding his secondary weapon with an uncomfortableness' like a kid about to crap himself, as I keep on my assault, his face contorts in even more panic. Not saying a single phrase back as this supposed general focuses intently on his defenses, uttering to myself as I keep my charge in going even harder on him, I say, is this who Axle and Dante lost to truly? And here I thought Axle was the first strongest out of our sibling pack, guess not or maybe I'm just that powerful!
Finishing my inner monologue as I catch my foe slip in his guard, I then cut him with a clean slice to his left thigh. Letting out a bitch ass squeal from taking one my sharp babies' slices, the tall lanky bastard says, MY BEAUTIFUL THIGH! Arrrrrrgh!
With his left thigh gashed open as a huge cut reveals the white meat of his long limb, flicking my blade down with pleasure on my face, I say nothing to the man's agonizing whine, but in that exact moment as I look at the wounded and sorry excuse at calling himself a general of any sort, I say with my lust for battle starting to sedate a little, judging from how fucked up you already look from when I first arrived, and now with that nice clean delicious cut to your thigh. You clearly can't fight how I want you too anymore. So, I'm going to take you out now!
Shrinking as his pupils almost become nonexistent after hearing me, the lanky weakling says with a stutter to his already shaky and desperate sounding tone, pl... please...y...yo...you...w... win! I'll leave if you let me go!
Sprinting at him like a bolt of lightning as I immediately lop off his head with no words for him, now on the other side of his decapitated body, I say with a playful ruthlessness in my voice, I hate when trash tries to act strong in the moment! But then turn around and beg for their lives to be spared when shit gets tough! So have fun in the pits of the devils as crack and just be lucky you were slain by me!
End of Chapter 161