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He can only pray the rest of it doesn't follow, too.
"I'm gonna make this one really quick," I said. I didn't make it quick. Not at all.
Was gonna do something else, then realized I hadn't even done a SINGLE "proper" impalement this year to go completely APESHIT with for my own twisted amusement??? And that I could display my superior sense of humour (*lmao*) again by interpreting the prompt overly literal???
So that's how the poor guy got ran through by an icycle. Guess that's your lot in life when your universe has Magic Healing people from near-fatal injury. I just get to be horrible without setting the characters up to an inevitable, agonising death. He'll get better. :) I'm sure. :))