Escape

Dia was holding an unconscious and maliciously beaten Earl over his shoulder just moments before, and the next, his head was laid down on the floor.

"... You, what did you do?" asked Dia's dismembered head as he coughed up blood, and soaked the floor with his blood.

"... A dismembered head is talking, gross..." said Charlie as he walked up to Dia's head on the floor and bent down.

"... Though I will answer your question, since it won't affect the outcome of this fight..." said Charlie as he picked the head up.

"I made a spatial rift, and then cut your head off using it, kinda like a saw" said Charlie.

"a spatial rift? Stop shitting me!!!!" gritted Dia as blood kept on spewing from his head.

"more importantly than that though, how's a severed head staying alive for so long?" asked Charlie as he began shaking the head.

"I'll kill.... You.... If it's ............ The .......... Last......................" said Dia as the life slowly left his head.

Charlie then went ahead and gave the hea

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