[Wade doesn't see Laura inexplicably rise from what would normally be a fatal wound. How could he? In his mind, she's already dead, and so his actions are less to save her life and more to avenge her death. The beast howls in agony, its arm reaching out to grasp the sword and slowly pull it out of its body. Teeth bared in a horrifying snarl, it uses the last of its energy to roar out a challenge to Wade; a challenge that he almost gleefully counters.]
Yeah? Well FUCK YOU TOO!
[Still gripping the hilt of his other sword, he swipes at the monster with a vicious left, cutting open the creature's jugular vein and causing a great gout of blood to spray out of the wound. The beast utters one final bubbling growl before sagging to the ground, and Wade eventually climbs off of it, giving the dying creature a few vicious and spiteful kicks. He closes his eyes and takes in a deep breath; exhales. The red miasma is fading from his vision, and he reluctantly turns back to where he expects to see Laura's body lying.]
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Yeah? Well FUCK YOU TOO!
[Still gripping the hilt of his other sword, he swipes at the monster with a vicious left, cutting open the creature's jugular vein and causing a great gout of blood to spray out of the wound. The beast utters one final bubbling growl before sagging to the ground, and Wade eventually climbs off of it, giving the dying creature a few vicious and spiteful kicks. He closes his eyes and takes in a deep breath; exhales. The red miasma is fading from his vision, and he reluctantly turns back to where he expects to see Laura's body lying.]