Chapitre 387: The Black-Caped Captain

"I couldn't figure out if destroying your brain or heart would put you down," he spoke calmly, "so I decided to try both." 

No response was released from Cajo as his functions were instantly seized by the merciless assault--his eyes rolling back as his breathing stopped only seconds after the attack. 

"Die, you piece of shit! Die! Die! Die!" Buljin roared. 

Though the angered orc's retaliation for his comrade was silenced as the lengthy, blade-studded whip was stopped dead in its tracks as the young man swiftly withdrew his blades from the fallen orc's husk, catching the whip with his steel. 

He stood up, flicking the whip away with his blades as he began to approach Buljin, "Are you mad that I killed your friend? I wonder how many people you slaughtered, or better yet: how many people who begged for their lives? Not that I care; I just don't like hypocrites."