It made him furious, really. He had spent the past several human years being overly cautious, overly covert. Even when bombarded he was capable of making a hasty retreat. He was far from an incompetent fighter, and to be ambushed by a swarm of his undead brethren, before the sun was gone at that, was nothing short of offensive. He offended himself.
He was fucking pissed.
The swarm had picked an obvious target, the only one there was. With his broken, sorry excuse for a sickle he could be seen slicing his way through. Though it wasn't a massive ambush, it was enough to keep him on his toes at best, and overwhelm him at worst. There had already been damage done to his torso, and lord knows he was keeping his free hand clenched there tightly. Why?
Nobody's fucking business is why. He'd take them all out with one hand or die trying, dammit.]
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A situation Karkat hadn't expected to be in.
It made him furious, really. He had spent the past several human years being overly cautious, overly covert. Even when bombarded he was capable of making a hasty retreat. He was far from an incompetent fighter, and to be ambushed by a swarm of his undead brethren, before the sun was gone at that, was nothing short of offensive. He offended himself.
He was fucking pissed.
The swarm had picked an obvious target, the only one there was. With his broken, sorry excuse for a sickle he could be seen slicing his way through. Though it wasn't a massive ambush, it was enough to keep him on his toes at best, and overwhelm him at worst. There had already been damage done to his torso, and lord knows he was keeping his free hand clenched there tightly. Why?
Nobody's fucking business is why. He'd take them all out with one hand or die trying, dammit.]