"Well, we must leave some sort of sign, advertising what we are," he noted, prying the hammer out. He entered, picking up a knife on a table, stabbing a patron through the hand. That lucky patron would get to see the entire spectacle before expiring.
He kicked another down, pulling out one of his knives (and drawing blood, he was right) and striking in the chest.
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Date: 2008-03-26 03:56 am (UTC)He kicked another down, pulling out one of his knives (and drawing blood, he was right) and striking in the chest.