"One two! One two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back."
Perhaps it was a bad idea to wish for a reason to wield this damned sword again... Normally, I would not wish to kill things without reason, but these things do not feel right...
And it has been awhile...
. . . *unsheathes sword and starts to slice the butterflies* . . .
Honestly, how often does one get to use a sword without someone screaming or calling the police... Rather not try to explain things again, the Five-Oh was pretty ticked... Even patted me down, looking for dope I suppose?
The hell-?! Dung Lai! Get the off of me!
What is with these cannibal bugs?! This is not normal!
. . . *continues to hack at the gathering cloud of insectoid creatures, executing a mid-air flip* . . .
FVCK DU MI AMI! STOP EATING ME!!
... NEED TO... ... GET INDOORS!..
WHERE THE HELL CAN I GO TO GET AWAY FROM THESE DAMNED THINGS?!
. . . *starts to back away from the flies, twisting to cut through several more flies as a mass of insects chew on the threadbare coat* . . .