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User : Lyragolden
Mooncry : Part Two
The drum beat wildly, a death call for the
last competitors. Their lives were at stake, driving them to extreme
measures. Predator spotted a woman, and shot at her, as she grabbed on to
it's belly. It ran in small circles, unable to get her by sticking it's
head underneath itself. Finally it stuck it's back paw under, impaling
a poisoned claw into her foot. She fell off, gasping slightly as the
monstrous Predator stuck it's huge muzzle into her belly, feeding off her
living flesh, not waiting for her to die. She was choked with pain,
feebly trying to kick it. It calmly bit off her leg, swallowing it
straight down it's throat, then tramped off, letting her bleed. It stared the
remaining contestants down, a heavily built man and a small, quick
woman. Suddenly, the man leaped atop the Predator, hitting it hard and
slowing it down, while the woman jumped and darted, evading all it's
attacks. But the Predator soon got tired of chase, turned it's head arou
nd, and snapped off the mans head, so quick that it seemed the head in
Predators mouth had just appeared. The woman stood, staring at the dead
bodies in the arena, her knees like jelly, but a determination of
stone.
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