Well. Zangetsu had seen enough. Lambert's kiss didn't work, the leeches were too slow for his tastes, and now the Nightrider was choking to death. He doesn't know if Lambert has an extra life, but he knows for sure that Strange does.
In a split second, Zangetsu is gone from his perch in the air. He reappears on the earthen pillar in the next millisecond, then moves imperceptibly fast.
And Strange will find himself with a bone-white sword sticking a few inches out of the front of his pretty little roman outfit, just slightly south of his breastbone. Zangetsu stands behind, expressionless mask staring, and twists the blade.
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In a split second, Zangetsu is gone from his perch in the air. He reappears on the earthen pillar in the next millisecond, then moves imperceptibly fast.
And Strange will find himself with a bone-white sword sticking a few inches out of the front of his pretty little roman outfit, just slightly south of his breastbone. Zangetsu stands behind, expressionless mask staring, and twists the blade.