𝐎𝐇 𝐍𝐎 . his voice yelled as he noticed the staff graze past her , before yelling as he felt the shots and the kick , 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 into a wall before falling to the ground obviously writhing in pain as he tried to get up . .
— Wednesday was fast. 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐓. And, seemingly, her reaction speed had also accelerated to compensate.
With how much Tyler was going for flashy, inane 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓, this was practically child's play.
"A twirl? Really?"
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( very much so )
Tyler cracked his knuckles as he pressed the button .
“ 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐑𝐘𝐔𝐔 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄! “
𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐒𝐇! enveloped in golden light before dodging out of the way with the blade barely missing his jugular as he kneeled down and bought out the tyranno rod , body
(Is that 𝐓𝐘𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎 on his wrist? Things just got interesting, ゲラ.)
Indeed, they did. Wednesday leveled a glare at Tyler as he monologued, reassessing her chances as she slowly circled around him.
In the end, his shit-eating 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐊 was the deciding factor.
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𝐆𝐎𝐃 . Being a fugitive never felt so good . . . Plus for a slap to Wednesdays face was too much fun to not be amazed of.
but now that he is 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄 ,he can do so whatever he wants , he needs to lay down low first , far away from people lest she should find 𝐇𝐈𝐌 .
𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄.
He was free. @dinorcd was free. After everything she'd done, everything she'd 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑, Tyler Galpin had escaped custody and was free, free, damnably, horribly free ——
The thought made her blood boil. It made her soul scream.
Vexing, to say the least.
