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Robo ran as fast as he could into the room that held the combustion chamber. He was badly injured but he thought if he could make it to the tunnel entrance before anyone saw him he would be able to escape. He looked behind himself and to his dismay he saw Koga sprinting right towards him, a wild look in his eye and drool foaming from his mouth. Robo could barely react before Koga was on him. Koga pulled his good arm to his back and rushed him forward straight into the hot metal surface of the combustion chamber. Robo yelled out in pain as his face was seared by the hot metal. Koga slammed Robo’s face again and again as steam began rise from the burning flesh of his face. Robo was pleading for mercy but Koga had entered a deranged state where his brain was flooded by primal thoughts of murder and power. Koga pulled Robo back one last time and smashed his face straight into the burning iron door with the sickly cracking noise of his skull shattering. He held Robo in place as his body began to smoke and his cries for mercy turned to the delicious sound of sizzling flesh. Koga bent over and bit down hard onto Robo’s cheek and ripped off a piece of cooked flesh.

As he completed this brutal action Koga suddenly snapped back to reality and realized what he had just done. He spit out the chunk of flesh and started to feel ill. He knew that he would need to kill in these games but he was losing himself in these obsessive primal thoughts. As Koga stood in shock reeling from what he had just down he was struck in the back of the head hard. Wwinter stood over Koga with the wrench in hand ready to finish him off. He had been much slower to reach the room but was pleased to see that Koga had taken out Robo for him. Blood oozed from the wound on his neck as he bent over readying himself to bash Koga’s skull in with the wrench. As he raised the wrench high over his head he was suddenly deafened by the metal clanging of an electric drill as RFC plunged the pneumatic hammer into the back of his skull. The hammer plunged into wwinter’s brain stem repeatedly in a matter of seconds. His brains shot through his open mouth and splattered all over Koga’s back. Wwinter fell lifelessly to the ground and RFC stuck the drill into his back and plunged the hammer into his spine repeatedly. Koga was shuddering on the ground holding his hands on his head as a pool of blood poured from wwinter’s body surrounding him. He slowly looked up at RFC, covered from head to toe in blood and holding the pneumatic drill. As Koga waited helplessly for RFC to turn his weapon on him and finish him off RFC looked down at him and dropped his drill to the side. He pulled Koga out of the blood and sat him against a nearby wall. Gracious for the mercy that Koga had shown him in his previous defenseless state he slid down the wall and collapsed next to Koga. The two of them resumed trying to get some rest, surrounded by the dead bodies of their enemies.

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