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[05 June] [Yoroiden Samurai Troopers] Surgical Strike
Title: Surgical Strike
Day/Prompt: 05 - "give me your wounded"
Fandom: Yoroiden Samurai Troopers
Character/Pairing: Venom Demon General Naaza
Rating/Warning(s): G
Word Count: 100
Summary: Naaza works in stages.
Naaza could taste the brat's blood in the air.
Not literally, of course; that wasn't how it worked. But he'd marked the brat with burning bile, and the sure knowledge that before long Wildfire's eyes would be corroded nothingness was a sweetness on the tongue as he continued his slow stalking.
He'd follow that mark through the depths of the earth, if it came to that.
But not too quickly.
Wildfire needed to suffer first, the way the old man fought feebly before corruption took him.
There was no amusement in a swift end; let them flee, let them hope.
Day/Prompt: 05 - "give me your wounded"
Fandom: Yoroiden Samurai Troopers
Character/Pairing: Venom Demon General Naaza
Rating/Warning(s): G
Word Count: 100
Summary: Naaza works in stages.
Naaza could taste the brat's blood in the air.
Not literally, of course; that wasn't how it worked. But he'd marked the brat with burning bile, and the sure knowledge that before long Wildfire's eyes would be corroded nothingness was a sweetness on the tongue as he continued his slow stalking.
He'd follow that mark through the depths of the earth, if it came to that.
But not too quickly.
Wildfire needed to suffer first, the way the old man fought feebly before corruption took him.
There was no amusement in a swift end; let them flee, let them hope.