[i]The metal hand's grip was very strong, fingers clenching around the shaft like a vice (oh baby) while the metallic rope was attempting to reel the hand in.[/i] "HAHAHAHAHAHAH! I GOT YA NOW, YA FÜCKIN' DÏCK WEED! EAT SHÏTE, YA GODDÄMN FÜCK! YA DON'T INSULT LI'L OL' JASON!" [i]The very vulgar man yelled at max power, his voice echoing through the Dojo and being heard from probably the other side of the planet. [/i]

[b]"YOU INC-"[/b] [i]The King could say no more, as Anri's blade penetrated through his armor and tore through his flesh, the tip protruding from the god's very back. He gasped in pain, falling over as Anri tore the sword out. She raised the blade up, the flames magnifying around it until it became a literal greatsword, the fire shaping it to look as if it was actually one.[/i] "...Off with your head." [i]Before the Nameless King could even raise his head, Anri suddenly slammed the blade down upon his neck, slicing it off completely. The god's body fell to the ground with a thud, his head rolling away as blood spilled upon the barren earth at Anri's feet.[/i] "Well. That was easy." [i]The knightess chuckled to herself, watching the King's head roll. His hand let go of the spear, and it slowly made its way to Jason, as he was still grappled to it.[/i]