whump in progress

Whumper had always been creative with the punishments too. Squeezing the air out of Whumpee until they almost passed out, over and over again, without even once laying a finger on them. Cutting them open with shadows as sharp as blade, letting them bleed, turning the ground a sickly red. Attacking with no way to defend themselves, because it was shadows - and only a few select people had the capabilities to fight shadows directly. Whumpee had never learned.

Suddenly Whumpee is thrown backwards. Their back hits the wall, the forcing knocking what precious little air they have left from their lungs. Whumper doesn't waste any moment, doesn't give them any time to recover. Shadows shoot out from around Whumpee. They wrap like heavy chains around Whumpee's wrists and ankles. They pull and pull on Whumpee's limbs until it feels like they're about to pop from their sockets. A final shadow shoves against Whumpee's head, smacking it back into the wall with a loud thud!

Whumper grins; a wicked look overcoming their face that would send lesser beings scrambling for somewhere to hide. Whumpee couldn't hide even if they wanted to. They can't move an inch; immobile and helpless, left completely at Whumper's mercy.

At least, Whumpee thinks to themselves, the others got away. They're safe.

Whumpee barely has time to brace themselves as Whumper thrust their hand forward with clear intent. Whumper's lips pull back into a wide smile that shows off every single fang in their mouth. It's the only real warning Whumpee gets for what is coming.

It's not a singular shadow that strikes this time. It's just... shadows. Darkness swallowing Whumpee whole, as if they have fallen into the very fabric of darkness. One moment, Whumpee is restrained against the wall with Whumper leering at them; the next, everything is gone.

It's familiar - Whumpee knows exactly what is happening - but it does nothing to stop the panic as each of Whumpee's senses abandons them. They can't see. They can't smell, can't taste. They can't even feel the shadow-chains wrapped around their body. Whumpee knows they are still there only through the way they can't move. For a brief moment, Whumpee can still hear, a last few, fading sounds; a chilling laugh, receding footsteps, and...

"Farewell, Little Prince."