Another hit in a bad spot. Billy stumbled, but not before using the opportunity to viciously swipe at his opponent's legs. That and a hard kick should have done the trick.
When he rolled up, finally having a clear space for a few seconds, he spotted an ill-looking Fletcher. The horror of killing...and as he saw it on the boy's face, Billy started to feel it too.
No. They had to survive and mourn later, as sick as it was. Billy bowed his head for just a split second, squeezing Fletcher's shoulder. "Talk later," Billy asked breathlessly as he winced, rolling to defend himself from the next target.
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Another hit in a bad spot. Billy stumbled, but not before using the opportunity to viciously swipe at his opponent's legs. That and a hard kick should have done the trick.
When he rolled up, finally having a clear space for a few seconds, he spotted an ill-looking Fletcher. The horror of killing...and as he saw it on the boy's face, Billy started to feel it too.
No. They had to survive and mourn later, as sick as it was. Billy bowed his head for just a split second, squeezing Fletcher's shoulder. "Talk later," Billy asked breathlessly as he winced, rolling to defend himself from the next target.