Chapter 195 Painting Stones Red!
Stone Path:
Done with talking as he springs forward at the leader of the mob of ruffians, with his dagger clenched in his hand with an evil glint in his eye.
Landing on the front of his horse like a nimble frog, whipping his right arm in a smooth motion at the braided leader's face, not waiting to see what is done as he hops over to the next person, once he lands on the next victims steed, the leader's face splits in two revealing the anatomy of muscle and bone.
As blood erupts out of the dead man's head like a sprinkler system, his body then drops off his horse and splats to the ground, scared out of their fragile frames of mind at seeing something so horrifying, grabbing each other with fear, the two siblings embrace one another.
Looking at Muha enjoying himself a little too much as he paints the stones on the path red with the unfortunate marauders blood, making his claims vocal amongst the trio, Axle says with a not even phased demeanor, no surprise at seeing this.
Responding with his own thoughts at looking at the display of cruelty, Dante says, yeah, no kidding, he loves to go overboard doesn't he. Come on let's go help out those kids while he finishes up.
Having nothing else to comment on, not delaying any further, the trio then begins to jog over to the two scared youth's, reaching them as they stand behind them, feeling the looming of shadows blocking the sun off their body's.
Turning their heads back with the essence of their young minds shocked with panic, eyeing the three warriors hovered over them, seeing that the kids are scared to death, giving off a pleasant expression and vibe to ale them, opening his mouth to speak, Damian says, fear not young ones, we mean you no harm just comfort.
Not even breathing hard at all as he stands in the middle of carved up cadavers, slick with blood as his blade is soaked in it. Letting out a nice sigh like he just finished playing, Muha says, I feel less bored now, but I still want more.
End of Chapter 195