"In the end…"
"Am I going to die here?"
Unknown to him, he felt a blast of warmth coursing through his body and the gust of upburst wind pushed his hair upwards, covering his bloodied face.
He felt lightheaded enough to not realize that gravity was pulling him down to his death but the battle frenzy did not leave him.
His heart raced, and his body trembled uncontrollably. The loss of blood from his severed arm made him dizzy and pale, his face drained of color, but a frown remained.
"But.. If I am going to die…"
He rolls over midair and looks down at the battlefield, through his hazy vision he sees two spawns that decided to fight each other the one that took your hand was lying on the floor with an exploded head healing slowly, while the fourth one opened its mouth expectantly waiting for Hiro to fall into his mouth and get eaten.
"I WILL TAKE ALL OF THESE FUCKERS DOWN WITH ME "
He raged.
