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He gripped the sword harder than he ever could before, fighting through the agony in his hand.

“It’s what I do best, Seth. You can’t die, but watch-“

He brought the crimson Scrantonum blade into Seth’s belly, hurting the corpse-man in a way that no other wound could.

“And you will.”

Seth’s eyes went wide.

Then he fell to the ground, the khopesh in his hand clattering to the floor.

A few feet away, Siggy could only helplessly look on as Clef climbed on top of Seth.

Clef inspected the blade, looking at the fresh blood now dripping from it.

Then, he raised it.

"I didn't think it would actually work. Who knew the death you so craved would be brought upon you by such a simple material, hmm?”

He brought it down on the corpse-man, caving in his chest with one blow and shattering his sternum with a sickening crraaaak!

He withdrew it, raised it, and made it fall again, this time through Seth’s throat and out the other end, causing the man to choke as what was left of the blood flowing through his veins constricted his damaged airways.

Then, finally, Clef withdrew it one final time.

Seth looked up at him with wide eyes, seeing the death that he had craved for millennia coming towards him at such an inopportune time.

He tried to speak. The translator, though soaked with blood, roared to life.

“Clef. No-“

“Shut up, you son of a bitch.”

And with a final motion, he brought it down on Seth’s forehead, instantly killing what was left of his mind.

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