[ The strike from Amos is effective. Though her head stays on her shoulders, the weapon pierces her neck so deeply that her breathes begin to sound like guttural choking. The sound is wet, thick, and garbled. There would be no singing now.
A shrill sound of metal clattering to the floor is clear as she drops the spear in favor of putting her hand to her neck.
It seems almost in vain as the black blood quickly leaks through the cracks in her fingers and down the corners of her mouth. The graceful Siren drops to the floor. She can fight no longer, and it would only take the moments that quickly pass to see her saccomb to the injury. ]
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[ The strike from Amos is effective. Though her head stays on her shoulders, the weapon pierces her neck so deeply that her breathes begin to sound like guttural choking. The sound is wet, thick, and garbled. There would be no singing now.
A shrill sound of metal clattering to the floor is clear as she drops the spear in favor of putting her hand to her neck.
It seems almost in vain as the black blood quickly leaks through the cracks in her fingers and down the corners of her mouth. The graceful Siren drops to the floor. She can fight no longer, and it would only take the moments that quickly pass to see her saccomb to the injury. ]