It's honestly not a bad idea. One last ditch attempt to escape, to run, to get the hell away from douman with everything she can.
But much like when she reached for the knife--he was waiting for some trick, some ploy, and he won't allow it. Three times spurned. He wouldn't let her, this time. This was his rage, three times multiplied, and he holds fast when she tries to pull away--yanking her back and slamming his hand into her chest.
...where his long, blade-like claws all drive in, burrowing deep into flesh, bone, organ and muscle. Driving in and twisting as he aims to do as much damage as he possibly can. Heart, liver, lung--the sensation of warm blood pooling over his fingers as he inevitably drives into her heart, severing arteries and pushing through until those fingers can't dive in any deeper.
And then he pulls them out. Uncleanly, aiming to cause even more damage on the way out.
And that's where he drops her again, onto a pile on the floor where he's more than sure there's few tricks she can pull to stop from coming close to tearing her heart out.
"...It could have been more fun, Master of Chaldea. Maybe in our next life, we'll get to properly play. Or, perhaps, I'll meet a Master who is less foolish than you, having learned from every past life up until now.
It's truly a mystery.
I'll leave you here, as well. A kindness, so your dear little friends can find your body to mourn over, instead of burning it away and replacing you with one of my beautiful Shikigami to fool your friends.
Consider it my last heartfelt gift.
Goodbye, Ritsuka Fujimaru."
He has no idea what a mistake this 'gift' will end up being, but he will remain at her side until she goes still and silent before all but humming his way out of the door, leaving it wide and open for anyone to walk in to find her 'corpse'.
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But much like when she reached for the knife--he was waiting for some trick, some ploy, and he won't allow it.
Three times spurned. He wouldn't let her, this time. This was his rage, three times multiplied, and he holds fast when she tries to pull away--yanking her back and slamming his hand into her chest.
...where his long, blade-like claws all drive in, burrowing deep into flesh, bone, organ and muscle. Driving in and twisting as he aims to do as much damage as he possibly can. Heart, liver, lung--the sensation of warm blood pooling over his fingers as he inevitably drives into her heart, severing arteries and pushing through until those fingers can't dive in any deeper.
And then he pulls them out.
Uncleanly, aiming to cause even more damage on the way out.
And that's where he drops her again, onto a pile on the floor where he's more than sure there's few tricks she can pull to stop from coming close to tearing her heart out.
"...It could have been more fun, Master of Chaldea. Maybe in our next life, we'll get to properly play. Or, perhaps, I'll meet a Master who is less foolish than you, having learned from every past life up until now.
It's truly a mystery.
I'll leave you here, as well. A kindness, so your dear little friends can find your body to mourn over, instead of burning it away and replacing you with one of my beautiful Shikigami to fool your friends.
Consider it my last heartfelt gift.
Goodbye, Ritsuka Fujimaru."
He has no idea what a mistake this 'gift' will end up being, but he will remain at her side until she goes still and silent before all but humming his way out of the door, leaving it wide and open for anyone to walk in to find her 'corpse'.