Soon, Harus was bleeding from a half-dozen cuts on his angular face. Sunny, however, was in much worse shape. The hunchback's fists, and especially that damned chain of his, had left terrible marks on his body. The skin on his forehead was split open, and a stream of blood was flowing down his face.
Usually, that would have blinded a person. But both of his eyes were already blind; he was using his shadow to see.
'...How ironic.'
Still, it was just a matter of time before Sunny made a mistake. And very soon, he did.
Sunny was only a fraction of a second late, but it was all Harus needed to land one of his wide palms on his shoulder. Then, he gripped it with enough strength to make Sunny's bones groan, thus robbing the enemy of his only advantage — mobility.
As Sunny's eyes opened wide, the hunchback grinned.
"...Time to die, little worm."
With that, he threw him against the wall, making a net of cracks streak through its stone surface. Hurt and disoriented, Sunny felt something cold and inevitable grip his neck.
Looking his victim right in the eyes, Harus squeezed Sunny's neck and smiled.
"Good. It's good that you can see. Usually, they don't. Such a pity…"
Sunny raised his fist and hit the hunchback in the face, but to no result. He couldn't find the proper purchase or move his torso to deliver a proper blow.
Regardless, he tried again, then again, then again.
The skin on the face of his strangler split, letting more blood flow, but Harus just continued smiling, looking at him with fascination.
"Good. Good. This is so good… so, so good..."
Sunny weakly raised his hand again, but lingered, hesitating before trying to hit the hunchback again.
With what little air remained in his lungs, he wheezed:
"Hey, bastard… do you remember… how I told you… that I didn't want to use a trick… to kill you?"
Harus simply grinned.
"...well… that… that was a trick…"
At the same time, he struck the hunchback in the face again. Knowing that these punches were not strong enough to change anything, Harus didn't react.
But this time, a ghostly blade suddenly appeared in Sunny's hand at the last moment. Unlike normal Memories, this one weaved itself from nothing and almost instantaneously.
Then, it pierced Harus's temple and sunk deep into his brain, killing him on the spot.
The grin froze on the hunchback's lips. His eyes widened, then slowly turned glassy. His terrible grip on Sunny's throat weakened.
Then, he crumpled to the ground like a broken mannequin, his empty eyes still open and staring into nothingness.
Sunny fell to his knees and drew a hoarse breath.
"Die... you bastard. Die, die, die…"
A wicked, furious grin appeared on his face.
"Die and go keep your lord company in hell!"
Shaking, he used the wall to stand up and looked at the dead butcher with a strange mix of hatred, triumph, and contempt.
After a while, he said:
"Don't want to doesn't mean I won't, you fool."