Her head hurt so much with all the stench of blood and bodies lying around. The Reaper collapsed into a mass of his own, choking and gagging on spit and blood as he fell face-first on the floor. He flailed his arm around, trying to reach out to the hunter, but she took a step back. Knowing that he's the reason behind Allison being robbed of her mother was enough not to show him any sympathy. There wasn't any breeze touching her face; a distracted glance around the area made it evident that the air seemed entirely static.
A victorious growl that rang around made it seem all too real. The Reaper was finally dead.
Earlier after defeating those guards, her limbs twitched, shaking uncontrollably; she tried to make her muscles work, putting her weight onto her palms, which burned and felt nu
