Mad spits blood and another tooth out onto the floor, and strides into a rght hook from kitsune. he doesn't even flinch, just answers by grabbing the boy's arm and brutally smashing the elbow joint, filding the limb the wrong way.
He laughs maniacally at the sound of the shattering joint, and is cut off by a knee to the stomach.
Again Mad takes a barrage of attacks from kitsune, neither defending or dodging, just taking the blows, and taking every chance he can to maim and hurt his opponent. Mad's fight isn't a fight to win, it's a fiht to cause as much pain and harm as possible.
Mad swings a left hook at the unprotected right side of kitsune's head, bludgeoning his ear into a ringing mess. The blow is followed by three more, deafing kit's right side, and doubling his vision.
Mad still doesn't speak, he just grins his bloody malicious grin, breathing heavily and keeps going, keeps going, keeps going.
there aren't words for a mind like this to say, there is just desire, desire to maim, to destroy, to witness the tearing apart of something, to see what it's made of under the skin, and under the thin veil of civility.
we are animals.
No, less than animals. we are destructive forces, with only the will to destroy ourselves, and everything else in the process.
All hail the end with a chourus of flesh and bone, tearing itself apart
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