Chapter 8: Abbandon
Abbandon was feeling pleasure from being able to repeatedly stab Finn with little trouble except for the one time he had been tazed by the end of Finn’s jutte. No matter though, with the repeated injuries, the output of the electricity had been just a bit more than a static shock. Nothing to fret about.
Abbandon heard Barth give a yell.
“Finn, get out of the way!”
Abbandon turned around, eyes blazing furiously and began to speak.
“What do you think you’re…”
Abbandon’s eyes grew wide as he saw Barth swing Reverend.
“You we’re just charg…”
Abbandon cut himself off and dove out of the way of the incoming surge of energy.
Abbandon took the moment of cooldown to get behind Barth and saw Barth turning his head each and every way, looking for him.
Abbandon quickly stabbed Barth in a pressure point below the armpit and watched satisfied as he saw the arm collapse.
“Impressive.” Abbandon said.
Barth growled menacingly.
“Ohh, scary, but that arm isn’t usable anymore, just like your other one, not that you’ll be needing it anymore.” Abbandon said mockingly.
Barth looked back at Abbandon and went to move, but his arm was completely frozen and he had a death grip on Reverend, which was stuck in the ground and not letting him move from the spot.
“You know, I was planning on getting rid of Finn first, but after you, he’ll be easy.” Abbandon snarled.
Abbandon reared back and then charged at Barth.
“Say goodbye!” Abbandon yelled.
Barth closed his eyes and Abbandon saw a white flash at the edge of his vision.
Too late, Finn Silato.