He laughed slightly as the girl scolded him. He moved his face within a few centimeters of hers, with a sickening smile on his face. "It seems your friend there has a great deal more concern for your safety than you do. It seems you two are close. I wonder, what would you do if he were to die here?", he asked, planting his scythe into the ground, and vaulting over the girl, landing cleanly behind Arc, moving the blade of his scythe to his throat. "Tell me, how would you prefer to die boy? Impalement? Decapitation? Blood loss? Poison perhaps? How about being burned alive? I'm in a generous mood, I'll let you decide.", he said calmly.
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