WEEE! I replied!!
Just to be clear: Key is not going to Kill or even seriously harm J'Adore before anyone gets the wrong idea :')
Brace yourself, huh? Why? What reason does he have to interfere with me. This is Anathema borders and that filth is an intruder. He deserves to be killed, so why is Liev trying to stop me?
Irritation sparked within him, another negative emotion entering the males’ unstable state. Turning back he looked the male in the eye to make sure he knew he was being serious. “Stay the fuck out of the Liev” he growled at the older Anzu, “I will not be responsible for what happens to you. You have been warned” he hissed at the male, his voice lowering even more. But Liev was not his main concern, that argument could wait, killing a tosser couldn’t.
A grin broke out as he turned back to J’Adore and continued making his way toward the feeble male. Within his mind he could imagine tearing into the fools throat, sinking his teeth in, the tan male’s blood pouring into his mouth and the the last few breath of regret the male would take. Yes, he’d enjoy killing him.
Titling his Katana so that the edge faced towards J’Adore he charged forward and took a swing at the male; this is where his combat plan became abit hazy. He had yet to really practice with the weapon and so was making things up as he went, as a result the blade struck nothing but air, but made a slight sound as the blade sliced through the air; he’d miss judged the distance between him and J’Adore. Yet, delighted laughter burst from him at the sound he had made, “Such a pity, if only that hit… Dead, blood, such a glorious outcome it would have had” he mumbled to himself.
But he had missed, the bastard was still alive. Such a god dammed shame. He need to die, why was he still standing? He released his frustration with a threatening growl, it was low and rumbled with his throat in a satisfying manner. His grip on his weapon tightened and loosened as he fought to calm himself a little; fighting with too much blood lust would get him killed, not that he’d mind dying. But dying was not a possibility here, for J’Adore was to weak, to pathetic to kill him. He almost pitied the male.
Blue eyes glared at J’Adore, his weapon switching sides in his hand. In a quick hard motion he swung up and smashed the back of the blade into the male’s arm.
“Oooh, that’s gonna leave a bruise” he giggled, stepping back an creating some distance between the two, pleased with his work. He’s kill him slowly for stealing that necklace. Slowly and painfully.
The two attacks had happened quickly and one successfully, he’d like to see Liev stop him now!
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