"Славянин Slavyanin" The Slav

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Its a dark night, inside a club, much different to our previous setting, a war torn battle field. Many get drunk off of vodka while others simply dance to Russian hardbass enjoying the night. One of the many party goers was a man who simply went by Slavyanin. He had become well known around the Russian underground, making parties ten times greater than they would have been. He sits at a bar, surrounded by people, chatting it up and just enjoying life until...the smoke Yadrenyy had rid off, had found its place. Of course Slavyanin wore a gas mask and was safe, but the others? Not so much. "Nu, chert! It's 100 vs 1 isn't it? Well, time to fight it out!" Slavyanin quickly grabbed a bottle of vodka, and lit it ablaze as he hopped up on the now possessed party goers, using his short height to simply hop on their heads. Of course he messed it up couple of times, but in the end, he made it out alive and unharmed. "Gori, suka, gori!" Slavyanin yelled as he ran out the club, thousands of corrupteds burning . However, as he ran out the club, he saw, you guessed it, more! "BOLEYe!?" The Slav screams out as he quickly hops in his lambo and drives off. The possessed chase him whilst yelling "ISTREBIT", a word which roughly translates to "Exterminate." They yell this word in a way similar to that of the Daleks, an advanced race from the British tv show, Doctor Who. Blasting Cheeki Breeki in his car, Slavyanin runs over millions of corrupteds, hysterically laughing. He drifts into a crowd of them, sending them into the forest, as he drives in to the woods. The possessed couldn't get him here as they refused to go here for whatever reason. A successful escape, but not for long