Villain Monologue

Crynn POV

Right swipe and... dodge. I mean, how can this guy still has somewhat of a strong mobility after I quite heavily made a tear, a deep one, on his leg. Shouldn't he be screaming for his mummy or I don't know, better yet, just surrender? I suppose he is a soldier and a mercenary, as well as a legend so one leg injury might not be much, so how about 2?

Either way, in the end, he's going to lose because that blood outflow from the laceration isn't going to stop any time soon and so the worst we can do is just endure until Morgan Blackhand gets tired and fell over from blood loss. V went for a kick onto his hurting leg but missed by a gfraction of a centimeter, yup, he's still good.

"I'm not letting you take my ship!!!" Morgan Blackhand bellowed in deep simmering fury but even so, I can't blame him. I mean, can you blame a guy angered by the fact that it has become an inevitability for his possessions to be stolen right in front of his eyes? Yep, I said it, I, we, can't blame him.

"You say that but reality is going in the opposite direction of expectation, one of your captains is already down, another one will moments later and you, you're already bleeding mate, how much longer do you think you can resist for? I have a wager, I'd say not much," at this point, V is just insulting him for the sakes of it.

"You!!!" Looks like, we caught his ire, and rather strongly as well. Keep in mind, men and women alike, generally humans, are very sensitive creatures especially concerning themselves. Weakness is a strong point and all well-mannered people know not to speak of them but at times like these, to fool someone is not to shame ourselves, after all, there's never a shame on anything done for victory.

And, by discrediting the man, it provided quite an opening, one Morgan Blackhand probably unconsciously opened and at the same time never took notice of it. Particularly on the left, and slash!!! Clang! I expected that to happen though not this badly, his falchion is pinned so backwards onto his shoulder, a very bad spot to be in.

And of course the other strike! "AAARGH!!!" A scream of pain made horrific waves into the room and mostly all of it into my ear as my right sabre flashed downwards, dealing a most significant blow, so significant that as Blackhand retreated backwards in a short dash, he appears to be limping, badly and plus for us, minus for him, blood is flowing out much more than he'd like.

Next, with great coordination and timing, V ran past me in an opportunistic sight. Perfectly done, calculated wondrously, V executed the move which brought Morgan Blackhand down for good. With a slide down, V's body moved like a swift snake, her dagger first pierced through Blackhand's right leg 'gruesome', I thought.

Next, with a tight anchor pinned on that leg, V coiled around like a monkey on branches, standing abruptly with the speed acquired as she pulled away on that dagger. Like any human would do, Morgan Blackhand screamed in agony, complete utter torturous agony, that can't be called a scream, it would be more appropriate to label it as a banshee's shriek!!!

Either way, V's unfazed as her next move is the most dangerous one. One of her legs was moved around Morgan Blackhand's and with a forceful pull, that leg easily tripped his already wavering mobility to render him completely within V's unmoving grasp. To put it simply, Blackhand's f*cked, he can't move, his eyes are cloudy, definitely unconcentrated, he's harmless and I'm gonna walk to him.

"Oh, admiral, if you'd just given yourself and your crew up, we could've done this peacefully. No blood will be shed, no one will return to the One above and you wouldn't be in such a sorry state. Torn up pants, blood all over. Either way, we'd only have this submarine for maybe a week, we're only borrowing, we're not taking it forever."

"And just so you know, we're not killing anyone, if we're here to kill, we'd have replaced the BZ gas with something much more powerful, something that would completely destroy the nerve system once breathed in. In any case, you've lost admiral," I'm actually planning to say more, but Calian convinced me of otherwise.

"You know, most villains die because they speak too much," well eh said that and I can't at all refute the statement as it was prove true in literature and media. "Time to sleep," I took off his gas mask and did a thorough smack on his back neck, rendering him perfectly out. "I now understand the thrill and satisfaction of villains when they give their little monologue," I snickered at Calian whom only sighed and shrugged.

So, I've done mine, Calian has done his and so... Is Aria done? "Easy, looks like I'm the only one not breaking a sweat here," she said in accomplishment as her opponent, Jennifer Blight laid still a few meters away from her, is she perhaps dead? "And how did you do it?" V curiously questioned as she tried to wipe off some of the blood on her armor but failing miserably as it only serves to worsen it.

"Ah a very carefully well planted shot. I'm not trying to kill her so I need a way to bring her down without actually injuring her at all. Jennifer Blight is never hurt in this fight except maybe her honor, yes, it probably took quite a fall. So, I had to shoot the straps keeping the gasmask in place. They're very thin, black and frankly, quite hard to hit."

"But as you can see, it's hit and she had to breathe which means she's currently gassed with BZ and is asleep," yup wonderful. "So, Jill, I have to believe that we're done and so, is there anyone else left awake in this submarine?" Because its time to wrap up.