Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150716101121/@comment-27226023-20150719014258

((DUUUUUUUDES. HA HA HA this turned out to be quite a show. I was stuck AT WORK ALL FRIGGIN' DAY. >:/ This is what I get for bringing the bacon home))

Calli leaned on a tree trunk, arms folded with a bemsued smirk on her face as she watched the show unfold. The little boys were making perfect pawns of themselves. Doing all the work, relentlessly attacking, wearing down the centaur's barriers. Calli started laughing uncontrolably at the centaur's drunken movements rather it be from the numerous toxins that invaded his body or severe blood loss...either way he was going to die.

Quinn however was proving her own hidden strenghts much to Calli's satisfaction. The girl seemed to be source of endless surprises, adding complexity to her otherwise withdrawn personality.

Even undergoing merciless barrage from all sides and from unique methods of damage the centaur was proving to be made of some serious tough meat still even being able to stand at all. He was truly helpless though from all the damage that had been inflicted on him.

Then Scythe made swift cut to his throat however the centau'r thick mane protected his neck well enough to where the blade didn't make a lethal slash. The power behind it though was just enough to draw sanguine that coated the mane. A machete had lodged itself into his strong chest, just barely missing the heart but still hitting vital parts around that area.

The centaur fell to his knees, grasping at Sam's weapon. Then he was blown back several feet by Scyth's mythic attack. The velocity of the hit coupled with his massive weight knocked him fairy far and he rolled several feet like a four-legged horse assed rag doll. He twitched pathetically.

"I'll...I'm...going...to...KILL..." he coughed up some blood.

"Alright assholes...and Quin....," Calli adressed the group. "You've had your fun but I'm having this kill."

The centaur's deathly eyes widened as the end was coming for him in the form of a teenage coyote ''girl. ''

Gods no...please...not like this...

The centaur uttered more incantations, except in a more desperate gurgle. His time was about to end but he had one final card he wanted to deal.

Calli raised her brows at him with a countance of perplexed boredom.

Then she lunged at one of his wounds, digging her clawed adorned digits into the flesh and tearing the gash wider until viscera actually began to peek out. Then she withdrew her hand slowly and smiled at him as he whinnied pitiful sounds of guttural defeat.

Calli had rushed in not allowing him to finish his words of summon.

"You...you litte bitch..."

A snickening snap later and his head was ripped clean from his spiked shoulders.

"Shut the hex up would you?" she snarled, holding his decapitated head in front of her face. "You've proven yourself to be more of a comedian than an admirable adversary. I think you should save yourself from anymore embarassments tonight and die now."

Calli stared him in the eyes and watched as life slowly slipped away from them.

Then Calli squeezed, her claws cracking into his coronal structure causing his head to cave in with grisly fleshy sounds of bone breaking and flesh being squashed under her dainty digits.

She dropped the now mutilated head and walked back towards the group.

"My my. Well done kiddies," Calli licked at her claws sardonically.

((Location: The Dark Forest))

((Was the violence...a bit much you guys? I am extremely tired from working all day and my mind may not be in the right place at the moment))

Lyallie proved to be as dispassionate, even going so far as to stroke his quaking body assuring him that his death was not going to be in complete vain seeing as how he was going to feed a lot of wolves toinight...

and coat the centaur's main incause blood to causing the centaur to gurgle and cough up blood.