I'm Waiting For You, Vizzini

*Basileus* · 05-28-2018, 08:27 PM

Enrico was real. The moment Basilieus realized that he began to fill with rage. It sang through him, white hot and more painful than all of his wounds combined. In seconds it overrode his exhaustion and in a blind fury he lunged towards Enrico. With spittle flying, he roared, "Vaffanculo a chi t'è morto. Non sei mio paesano!" Basileus listed to the side but managed to remain upright through sheer force of will. For fear of falling he didn't take another step forward, but his desire was quite clear. He would kill Enrico if given the chance. "Vaffanculo!"

Basileus could feel his legs trembling. He kept them straight but any second now they would give out. The wounds down his side were stinging horribly, but he ignored them. Nothing else mattered except the wolf standing before him. The traitor. His voice low, he hissed, "Testa di cazzo, ti ucciderò."

His legs gave out and he sank to the ground. The will to fight was there, but his body refused to comply. His eyes never left Enrico. "Se è l'ultima cosa che faccio. Ti ucciderò. Lo giuro sui miei fratelli."

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