A Heart Full Of Dust
Al Bruno III
Vagabond howled at the sight of Lily’s head erupting into a shower of sparks. He could hear Kurt's harsh laughter as he brought the club down again and again.
He couldn't save her.
He never even had a chance.
Knowing this was ten times as painful as the wound on his leg. He nearly lost hold of the cable from shock and a moment later he considered just letting go of his own volition.
How could he be expected to save the world when he couldn't even save the woman he loved?
Adiramled/Ltolox slashed at him. Vagabond hissed at the deep gashes being cut into his back. The attack started the cable swinging and every time he swayed close to the tower the beast made another attack. Laughter filled the air and Vagabond's mind as Adiramled/Ltolox slowly cut him to ribbons.
Something hot and wet dribbled onto him from above, searing his scalp. He quickly glanced up and looked away again. The Splinter was melting its way though its prison, one of the ends jutting out of the soft metal. Rivulets of heated metal were raining down on him.
In spite of everything Vagabond started to climb the cable, hand over hand with agonizing slowness.
A confused grunt escaped from Adiramled/Ltolox, by the time it realized what was happening he was more than halfway there. It climbed after him, roaring and cursing.
The molten rain increased in tempo, burning away at the flesh of his skull. He could feel his scalp peeling away like layers of old paint. When he was directly beneath the downpour he reached up and grabbed.
Summoning the last of its strength Adiramled/Ltolox slashed at the cable holding its adversary.