Chuckkk!!
Drip…
Blood dripped on Valra's forearm, warm and sticky, as she lay sprawled on the ground, her breath heavy.
Her eyes darted up at Sakura who was straddling her chest, sitting firmly on top of her, a small sharp knife clutched tight in her trembling hands. Valra's fingers clamped around Sakura's wrist, holding it steady, stopping her from making another merciless cut.
Sakura's eyes were dark, muddy, filled with something unstable and wild. She dragged her tongue slowly along the knife's bloody edge, savouring it, before curling her lips into a disgusted grimace.
"Yuck… tastes like bitch in heat!"
Veins popped violently across Valra's forehead.
"Are you freaking insane?!"
Sakura tilted her head, smiling wickedly, her teeth glinting under the dim light. "Insane? Who?" Her gaze shifted left and right, as if searching the room for some phantom madwoman only she could see.
Valra's frown deepened, "This is not funny!!" she sneered.
