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"AARGHHH!"
"HAHAHAAHA!"
'Damn it! DAMN IT! I keep taking hits! It's hard to read him...!'
Koimaru brought his shadowy blade to his mouth. His mechanical tongue flickered out, hissing with metallic clicks as he ran it across the sword's edge, lapping up the blood.
"Mmm... this taste... Sublime! SUBLIME!" He yelled in a manic fit. His eyes trickled up her form; "Ooooh. So this is what I get to break and bind... tasty! Mhmhm! MAHAHAHAHAHA! ALL MINE!"
"You pathetic.... creep...!"
He's the worst kind of villain. Absolutely putrid! He's like the antagonizing force of a Hentai centered around a generic heroine getting broken by a dirty, rotten scoundrel! He's the bad kind of bishounen who treats people like objects and acts like he's so goddamn high and mighty! She hates him! LOATHES HIM! He's gone as far as to ruin the uniform of Justice! He's reveling in the bloodshed! HE'S A MONSTER!
"How much more can you take before you give up and start whining for mercy to me? Hmhm... I'm so eager to FIND OUT!" He said.
This time, Koimaru took to the offensive! He dashed forward on his feet, coming in for a blow himself, no longer defending and dodging! But still, that bastard's teleportation...!
'It's now or never...!'
Just. One. Hit.
>Roll 1d100
>Best of four.
