"Brother…dammit…Is this as far as I can go?" Zeus' thoughts slow down to a crawl, vomiting up dark green plasma unable to stand. His wounds seeped more and more fluid, unable to get up from the ground.
"We did it, we really took out this damn freak. Here I thought he would never fall." Mimic smirks, wiping the blood from his mouth with a forming a hopeful smile.
"Yeah he definitely gave me a run for my money. Thank you for the assistance Mimic." Mia catches her breath through ragged gasps of exhaustion. Her wounds scream out to her as the adrenaline slowly starts to wear off.
"Let's finish him now while we still can, if he can be wounded, he can be killed right?" Mimic asks, standing over Zeus ready to end his life.
"Alright, let's make it quick though. As much as he would hate to admit it, Butcher does look like he needs some backup." Mia sighs glancing over at Butcher fighting with Blake, a bloody hand finds its way to her face trying to soothe the bubbling stress.
