Day 11 - Cruel
[...] Mask approached the fallen beast, whose breath was short and pained as it struggled to crawl away. It tried to escape by dragging its bloodied abomination of a body across the floor, but Mask stepped up next to it and halted its course by grabbing its head in his talons, receiving a gurgly gasp as a response. Its small and pale eyes raised up to look at him; it was as if in its last moments, it had retreived a sense of what it once was... But Mask did not care. His voice was dark and tainted with the very essense of the Abyss itself...
"I will tear and rip every single one of you for this. Until I get him back..."
Without another word, the warrior raised his sword and brutally planted it through its back. The deformed creature yelped briefly, before heaving its final breath... [...]
This is actually a scene from a script of a comic I'm working on, featuring Mask and Artur! It'll be a while before I get to it since it's one of their many adventures after the first tome of their story, but it never hurts to plan ahead!
Hope you like!