"We tried our best." Mr. Jacobs sighed. His body could be seen lying down on the desert sands but more than that, a carpet of red was slowly gathering around his form.
It was obvious that he was mortally wounded at this moment. Not a single part of his body was free from injury. Even his precious balls was crushed into smithereens.
"You think?"
"HAK!"
"HAK!"
"HAK!" Another soul answered followed by a gut wrenching fits of hard coughs. A copious amount of blood was vomited in the scene thereafter.
If Mr. Jacobs looked like a mess then Mr. Green was practically barely alive. Some of limbs was nowhere to be seen. The lucky ones that lingered appeared sorry leftovers of broken flesh.
The gory picture was indeed an ugly one to witness. Still, all the three souls that were there had lived a life that was filled with violence and death.
Such a thing was quite normal for the three of them.
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