Warsman's body was full of hot lead, mostly his back, but also parts of his arms and the back of his neck. His face was burned from the flames Tenjin shot at him. Steam poured out of the holes the bullets sank into, giving Warsman a slightly demonic appearance.
Facing Tenjin, his eyes gleaming red in the moonlight, he opened his mouth to let out a cloud of steam, a byproduct of his body having absorbed so much punishment in so little time.
"Is that it?"
Warsman wasn't smiling and his eyes were droopy, a sign that he wasn't enthusiastic about the fight anymore. Taking a step at the hunter, Warsman extended his claws.
"It was my mistake to let you live this long,"
Warsman vanished and attacked from the front, throwing punches at Tenjin with lethal accuracy.
"It was my mistake that you have to suffer this long,"
He vanished again, coming from behind with a viscious elbow that was aimed to the back of the hunter's head. He then continued to throw his claw-reinforced punches.
"It was my mistake that you have to die in a pool of your own blood,"
The Russian vanished a third time, appearing above the hunter and coming back down with a fearsome kick.
"And it was my mistake that you will not get the money you desire,"
Warsman reached out a hand to grab Tenjin's throat again, this time in an attempt to crush it.
"But the thing is, I don't feel regretful about any of my mistakes I've made here tonight. I bathe in the thought of having killed you, Tenjin!!"
Warsman's eyes flickered madly in the growing number of lights that flared up on the ferris wheel. The park was coming to life because of a freak electrical storm, lights and sounds of merry times exploding everywhere around the two.
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