"Man, you've given me quite the hard time chasing after all of you…" playing around with the sword in his hand as he looks at the figure trying to pull his limping self away from him with his arms, Azrael mutters more to himself rather than to this figure who is shrieking in terror trying to avoid eye contact with him as much as possible.
"What the hell happened to that bravado of yours, dealing with me and all that stuff, come on, do something, I thought this was an assassination attempt against me?" finally arriving right beside the figure ignoring his words, the young man then knelt right beside him as he drives the sharp edge of his jet-black sword into this figure's spinal column, piercing through the gaps between this set of bones and severing his spinal cord completely, alleviating the figure from the pain he is feeling from his lower body.
