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All you could hear were screams… not the kind of joy and happiness, the kind of pain and sadness… the owner of these screams were the six-eared-macaque, trying to push off his king as he continuously smashed his head in with his staff.
Blood was everywhere around the Shadow monkey, the king was no where near stopping at the high rage he was feeling at this moment.
Clawing at Wukong and yelling for him to stop with waterfalls of tears going down his face in absolute pain as the King showed absolutely no mercy towards the lower rank, He was Angry… Really angry in fact.
He caught the Shadow trying to murder his Master, He was not in the mood for that one bit as he grabbed the shadow from behind dragging him off into the sunset, although there was no happy ending….
The Shadow monkey continued to pant as his eyes were wide in shock and horror, or as others would put it his “eye” was wide in shock and horror.
as time went by the Demon’s breathing started to slow down causing the Stone Monkey to look up at the other realizing what he has done.
“Macaque… I’m so sorry…” The King said as he looked down at his warrior with tears in his eyes making it hard to see as he carefully grabbed the other crying into his blood covered shoulder.
The King sat there next to his friends stone cold body, looking away in disgust as he frowned knowing he’ll never be ever to smell the sweet scent of plums on the other again as it started to smell raspy and musty, seems to be all the blood.
The King snarled as he looked down at his hands in pain as he was also covered in the Shadow Monkeys Blood…