>>1201405At this point you knew what was coming. You braced yourself as she removed her hand from your cheek and gripped the harp with both hands. That empty look in her eyes remained as that sickly-sweet smile into a full on demonic grin.
She slammed the tip of the harp directly into your abdomen, the point driving itself deep into your flesh as you nearly threw up from the first strike.
Then the second strike happened.
Then the third.
Then again.
And Again.
And Again.And Again. And Again. And Again. And Again. And Again. And Again. And Again. And Again. And Again. And Again. And Again-
After a countless number of hits Watame then took a slight pause, blood dripping down the harp as she gazed on her handiwork. Cuts and bruises, bloody wounds up and down your torso and other parts of your body on full display.
To finish it off, she drives her horns directly in your chest. You try and scream but your voice is shot and you only make the pain worse. As you writhe in pain, she walks directly up to you and whispers directly into your ear.
“Watame did nothing wrong…. right?”
