Bloodbath and Prophecy

The man felt his neck being slightly released, and he tried talking. "I… don't know… cough cough… who that is," the poor man strained to speak. Samantha frowned slightly as she was disappointed.

"(Sighs) Guess I'll just have to kill you too," she said and tightened the grip of her tail around the poor man's neck.

"No no… Please don't kill me! I really don't know who you're talking about…" he begged, but Samantha wasn't stopping. The man was already choking and was starting to lose consciousness. His eyes were losing focus, and he started having regrets.

"Do you really have to kill everything in your path, Samantha…" like a man who had finally met his savior, he felt a glimmer of hope, and he was happy as he heard Slasher's voice, "Put him down. Perhaps you've been asking the wrong questions," Slasher ordered.

"Humph!" Samantha pouted before untying her tail around the man's neck.

COUGH! COUGH! COUGH!