Snippet #2782774

Once above the surface he would be confronted by one last surviving knight, in his hands a large halberd ready to strike him down. "End of the line heretic!" he shouted his obsceneties at him, preparing to strike with his halberd raised high. Suddenly he stopped, something was wrong, he had been struck from behind. protruding from his throat was the blade of a dagger, all he could do is gasp and choke on his own blood.

"Such a beautiful noise you make, it makes your suffering so much more pleasing." A pleasing voice of a woman came from behind the dying knight, it was her dagger. The knight fell to his knees close to death, she walked over to his front slowly and sensually. Just before he could claim his dying breath, she swiftly turns his head all the way around with a sickening SNAP.

She retrieved the dagger from the mans neck and allowed him to fall to the floor with a loud thud. She smirks and admires her bloodied dagger before licking the blood off the blade. She slowly then turned her attention to Hayden, her eyes predatory and hungry.