"God dammit, doesn't this guy ever shut up?", complained the thug that had recently harmed Obsidian.
"Depends... Got a gag anyway?", Obsidian quipped weakly as he was recovering from having a glass bottle break on his head.
"What the fu-", the thug had his sentence cut off by his leader.
"Shut the Hell up.", said the leader who has an impressive height with a body of a seasonal fighter. "It doesn't matter if he talk or not. We just need him alive long enough to tell us everything about Sabertooth. So don't hurt him too much yet.", …show more content…
And I just got my machete loot! I hope it's worth it!", he complained which alerted the leader of the fact that the machete hasn't hit the ground yet.
Turning around expertly, he annihilated the flying machete with the blast that was meant for Obsidian. "Should've kept your mouth shut.", the leader criticized.
"My loot! No!", Obsidian cried as he watch his recently acquired weapon being destroyed. "In the end, all I have left are card tricks!", he said tearfully and he balled up on the ground.
The leader was about to turn around and blast off Obsidian's head when it clicked to him. Card tricks? Turning around, he realized that an entire deck of playing cards were scattered in the air after being hit by the flying machete. The machete was a decoy and was meant to distract the leader from seeing the deck of cards being knocked into the air from the edge of the table. Hiding his grin, he use Trickery to spatially sharpen the cards edges to become razor sharp. The leader noticed the distinct sound of something cutting through the air and realized that he had lost. "No!", he screamed as he was cut up by the flurry of cards in the deadly game of 52