He grunted as he soon felt the pierce of the wooden splinter embedded in his thigh as blood began pooling on the floor beneath him. Growling as he gripped the self created wooden stake as he yanked it out as he continued to grunt as a hidden growl tried to snake through his clenched teeth. His hand stained in his own blood as he dropped the blood drenched broken chair leg to the floor filling the silence.
"......It is something...more...It's the most purest blood that I have ever tasted" he whispered.
He attempted to get to his feet as he grunted and slide back down to the floor, the wood had gone deeper than he anticipated. Feeling both an entry and exit wound on his thigh. Wiping his bloodied hands on his dark polo shirt as he once again attempted to get to his feet. Using the wall as balance as he hobbled to his feet.
"How...How is it possible?" he questioned her.
"......It is something...more...It's the most purest blood that I have ever tasted" he whispered.
He attempted to get to his feet as he grunted and slide back down to the floor, the wood had gone deeper than he anticipated. Feeling both an entry and exit wound on his thigh. Wiping his bloodied hands on his dark polo shirt as he once again attempted to get to his feet. Using the wall as balance as he hobbled to his feet.
"How...How is it possible?" he questioned her.