'What in the—' One of the remaining two voiced as both of them turned to look back.
Right before their eyes was their partner who lay on the ground, his head a few inches away from them. He had his eyes on the two, having no trace of life in them as if it never had any in the first place. Just like that, he was dead and without even being given a chance to process what had occured, something moved.
Drawing their attention to the murder weapon, whose name seemed to be much more obvious and related to the word itself.
*CRACK!
It was suddenly pulled with much force having their partner's head following also, and barely noticing what it was that even killed him. As the dead Spike didn't receive an ounce of mercy, the speed from the pull instantly snapped and dislocated his head. His soul even possibly getting a share of the pain. Their eyes automatically following the bloodied object which returned to the owner. who