Death will be satisfied with how many body counts he gets today. So many lives are going to waste as well, but what is a true waste when they desire this death? An immortal being such as me has to right to keep them from meeting their ends as well.
As I spin my blades using both hands like it is a billet for show, I never miss seeing their lives fading away. So many deaths, yet so many advantages. Serpents like them, I can observe from the way they approach me, are in for the kill. If they had met another creature beside me today, I doubt that any of them will spare their enemies as I can not spare them. Evil is branded to their souls. And murders of criminals are no murders at all. In fact, I am stressing the world from receiving bitter ends from these soldiers.
They are all drenched in
