[There's an axe in his face. Again and again. It's full of Krone's wavelength too, and it's in a place where his chains weren't protecting. He always transfers his soul after they've grown, he hasn't been this small in hundreds of years. He was careless about the height difference. About trusting people, too. Arachne told him never to do that, huh? He thought he was just preserving her research, not killing them all straight away, but perhaps he was actually a fool letting the loneliness get to him, or after Asura, looking for a place to die. He'd never admit that old bastard was right though. He asked her to do this, before.... perhaps he can muster a little belief, this time, for her art of deception. So as they chop into his face, he starts laughing too.]
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Aaaagh-
[There's an axe in his face. Again and again. It's full of Krone's wavelength too, and it's in a place where his chains weren't protecting. He always transfers his soul after they've grown, he hasn't been this small in hundreds of years. He was careless about the height difference. About trusting people, too. Arachne told him never to do that, huh? He thought he was just preserving her research, not killing them all straight away, but perhaps he was actually a fool letting the loneliness get to him, or after Asura, looking for a place to die. He'd never admit that old bastard was right though. He asked her to do this, before.... perhaps he can muster a little belief, this time, for her art of deception. So as they chop into his face, he starts laughing too.]
Ahahaha [CHOP!] heheheh [HACK!] you fucking bitch! better not... waste it...
[Giriko, the Youngest Steward, is dead.]