Change of Winds

[Hemlocke]

Hemlocke continued that stupid and evil grin as he watched the man blow Hank's leg right off, crouching down and staring at Hank as he lay on the floor screaming in pain, This felt sweet, some sort of twisted justice to the criminally insane. Torture and Murder to the sane. Hemlocke moved forward, straddling Hank's waist before he shoved his blades deep into Hank's stomach on either side, gripping them upside down as he shoved them forward like a plow on un-tilled dirt, shoving straight up through his guts and intestines, stopping at his ribs before Hemlocke forced the bone-splitting blades straight up through Hank's ribs on either side, Hemlocke cackled madly as blood sprayed all over the place, and all over him, staring right into Hank's eyes the entire time, watching the pain in them, and the light fading from his eyes, continuing to slice deep through his lungs and straight through his heart, cracking straight out through his collar bones, effectively filleting the man, he'd only last maybe a couple seconds from that massive amount of damage. Hemlocke got off Hank's waist and stood up, staring down at the soon to be corpse.