Perhaps Poke should have been more angry in this instance as she laid there bleeding, the hunter taking her sweet a** time with the finishing blow. She must of been enjoying herself up there, looking down on the dragon she had beaten and savoring the moments until she would slay her.
She should be more pissed, vivid even, but she wasn't. She wasn't because it was just so dam pitiful to watch. It was probably arrogant to think, but it would be better for her to die now and to re spawn back in the office fully healed. Ami was gloating over nothing. She had bested her this time, but there would always be another time for her to fight. She would not die that easily, while she knew the hunter did not have that luxury.
"I'm still wondering...what creature ******** you over....to piss you off so..." her voice rasped, trying to draw in more breath "But I can assure you....randomly fighting....wont do you any good....we'll just come back..."
"I will say this..." her eyes narrowed, a unwanted memory surfacing in her mind. It appeared she had forgotten something about this girl.
"Did you...'cough cough' feel this good when you killed Wilson?"
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