@prcjectvii ♥
Cloud’s lost count of how many monstrosities of Hojo’s his blade’s cut through. The horde converges on him, none of the pack intimidated as he swipes his sword through the air and cleaves a specimen in two. Another jumps and Cloud takes its arm off before the long claws can touch his skin. A third charges in and he raises his weapon to block their oncoming blow. ❝That the best you got, ASSHOLE?❞ The taunt makes the creature strike once more and this time the force behind their strength sends him backwards. His feet skid against the smooth floor. He grunts with his sword raised again, and the experiment rams into him, blowing him off his feet to careen through the air. A sizable tank breaks his fall across the room, the glass splintering as his back and head collide into it. A few seconds of seeing stars and then he’s dropping to his knees. Liquid gushes from the containment pod, miniature fractures spilling forth from a dam now that there’s nothing to block them. He doesn’t turn around, steely gaze focused on the bevy moving closer. ❝Screw this.❞
