"Your soul is mine." A man said, his teeth bared, a human in his grasp, that man's eyes wide and filled with fright. He tried to strangle a word before his lungs were completely crushed, but the deep-rooted terror that enveloped him would not even let a peep out of his mouth. His head lolled to one side as the two fists plunged into his body crushed bone and sinew, ribs snapping, and organs crushing.
The victim was dead, just like that. The attacker dropped him, and he limply landed on the ground, blood spilling onto the otherwise clean earth. "Kanzas? Holy Mother of Night, man! Do you always have to go to such an extreme to finish the job?" His team leader came up to him, colour quickly draining from his face.
"If I don't feel the blood dripping from my hands, I don't feel the excitement, and that's the only thing that I desire." Kanzas replied, hardly paying the man any attention. He was fixated on his hands, covered in the filth of the inner body, blood and pieces of organs. It never failed to fill him with awe at what the body contained, and how much he could rip out while someone was still living.
"I don't see why the boss employs you." His team leader stalked off, trying not to wretch in Kanzas' field of vision. He had already received enough flack from the violent man, and he didn't need to hear it anymore.
"Because I get the job done..." Kanzas replied to air, not noticing the other man had already left.
The only thing that could draw his attention from the blood covering his hands was the prospect of more death. That was exactly what presented itself within moments, but first Kanzas allowed himself to take out his hunting knife, a full eight inches long, serrated to cut through bone, and remove the man's spine, encasing it in a pocket on his saddle bags, so he could take it with him to make into a trophy.
Rustling directly in front of him caught his attention, and he looked up, expecting someone from his own group, but instead, a Wingly floated in front of him, faced filled with gloating and arrogance. "Savage beasts you humans are. Next you'll be eating the meat raw." He laughed at his private joke, and unleashed a spell on Kanzas, expecting to see the man burn.
Kanzas, though, was having none of that. He bared his teeth once more, a steely grin on his face, and leapt at the Wingly hands outstretched in front of him, going right through the attack and not caring that the clothes he wore were fringed with fire. He grabbed the Wingly about the neck, and squeezed with all his might. The Winglies' eyes bugged out, and he gasped once, no more air coming through. Kanzas felt heat lick his arms, as the Wingly tried to force him to let go by burning him, but he hadn't had the pleasure to drain the life from a Wingly in a long time, and nothing would stop him now.
"Kanzas, we have to move out!" His team leader called to him, as the Wingly that was flying fell, his vision dimming from the lack of air.
Kanzas gave a feral growl, and ignored his team leader, instead letting go of the Winglies neck, and made his hand into a fist. Growling like an animal once again, he began battering the Winglies body with quick punches, intended to cause great pain without great effort; a skill Kanzas was an expert at.
"Kanzas, if you don't move out now, you'll be left behind!" His team leader tried to plead with him. The orders were to never leave a man if he could breathe, no matter what.
"Fine." Kanzas said back, his fun cut short. He ended it quickly, grabbing the Winglies neck with two hands, twisting swiftly, and breaking it. Taking out the hunting knife, he makes quick work of the spine, and puts that in the last pocket as well. "It isn't often I get a meal of Wingly." He said to his team leader, who shuddered and grimaced, though Kanzas did not notice. His mind was on impaling the Wingly with his hands, watching the blood dribble down his arms, removing his entrails and showing it to him, and finally crushing his heart, and watching the last fitful seconds of his life in extreme pain.
"You'll get more, the boss has received word from Diaz himself to head to the capital. You are to go, and you know what it's about when it involves Diaz." His team leader replied back, and Kanzas' eyes instantly sparkled. Diaz was always tied up with Winglies, and if Kanzas were to get involved, he could face enough to kill a room with Wingly trophies.
"I guess this wasn't a total loss after all." Kanzas replied, an evil smile on his face. His team leader shivered again.