Song Wen chuckled at such staunch replies and directly swung down on that guard’s neck with his blade. His powerful slash cleanly decapitated him. Fresh blood spurted violently at first then slower and less, soon enough only a sluggish drool of blood was leaking listlessly from the wet stump. The lifeless head feeling slightly bounced with a sickening squish before it rolled on the ground and stopped.
Ever so coincidentally the man’s aghast final stare locked on his face, was stopped in such a way that it looked towards his colleagues, his cold and flat eyes slowly glazing over.