This rounds killer was Artful, you had chosen to be a healer, as you were making your way towards someone injured, out of the blue, Artful appeared, looking disappointed and angry.
“What do YOU think you’re doing, hm?”
“Trying to heal them, it’s my job.”
you say, ur tone full of seriousness and coldness, you stood your ground, Artful let a cold chuckle.
“And what makes you think I’ll let you do such stupidity?”
you tried thinking of anything to say, but nothing came to your mind. Artful suddenly finished off the survivor, right infront of Sebastian’s eyes, that poor survivor.. you wished you help him a minute before.. Artful then threw the body like nothing, before turning to you
“Pathetic, why would you ever want to heal a weakling?!”
you retorted back,
“They’re my teammate, I need to heal them if they are injured by your disgusting and blood thirsty kind, what do you think you dumb b#tch..”
Artful’s face expression changed, he looked annoyed, nobody has ever talked to him like that and especially straight up, Artful suddenly grabbed you by your collar.
“Watch yourself assh#le, I could kill you in a second, call me another thing and I’ll make you look like a painting drawn by a 4 year old, know your goddamn place.”
you let a scoff, clearly not afraid of Artful, before you spoke again.
“Mhm.. and what makes you think I’m scared of a stupid magician huh? all you do is just wave that childish wand around, and kill for a living, sorry you can’t handle the fucking truth that your just a dick head and—“
Artful’s grip got harsher, he pulled you closer, both of your guys faces mere inches away, this time his hand was now on your throat.
“You think this is a sick joke?? tch, my wand is NOT childish first off, you don’t know the power it wields! Second, you better take back everything you just said before I snap your neck like a stick, I’ll be counting, and I WONT fucking hesitate.”
now you felt quite fearful, but you still needed to keep up your cocky and annoying act, before you kicked Artful in the stomach, Artful let go before letting a pained grunt and clutching their stomach in pain.
“GOD!— what the fuck?!..”
Artful looked down at his stomach, feeling a warm liquid trail down his pants, he then looked back at you, with a pissed and pained expression.
“Out of all the places WHY in the fucking stomach, WHY?!”
“I DONT KNOW! did you want me to kick your face or something?!”
“YES! That would’ve been better than being kicked in the fucking stomach! Do you know how painful it is to be kicked in the goddamn stomach?!”
“Do YOU know what it’s like to have your neck snapped round after round?! it’s more fucking painful then being kicked in the stomach! It’s always a sword to the stomach or chest, or something just gruesome! do you NOT understand that what your doing is more painful?!!”
Artful slowly started backing away out of what seems like Fear, you started slowly walking towards them, annoyed and you continued on your rant, Artful’s wand rolled out of his pocket, as you were about to finish the last bit of your sentence, suddenly you tripped over the wand, falling onto Artful, you looked down, Artful looked up, he couldn’t help but feel a bit flustered being underneath you, you started stuttering during ur rambling, you then shouted.
“I—… I—… GET AWAY!!”
you tried getting up, until Artful suddenly grabbed your wrist, you tried ur best to pull away, but it was no use, you started shouting.
“LET GO! YOU.. CREEP! LET GO LET GO LET GO NOW!!!”
You were shouting like a 5 year old, while Artful had a possessive and lustful cute smug on his face, you looked down, then thought to yourself
“Goddamn… he looks so cute…”
Artful pulled you close, you snapped out of ur thoughts before letting a yelp, before the tables turned, you were suddenly underneath Artful now.