Cartio came to and was welcomed, once again, with pain. His left shoulder had been stabbed, the knife still in his arm. A body came flying towards his, but Cartio instinctively dodged it.


The man pulled out another knife and lunged at Cartio once again. Alright then, if that's how things are going to be... Cartio dodged again while pulling the knife from out of his shoulder. ...Then I guess I'll have to end this now. He turned around and stabbed his opponent in the stomache. They locked eyes for just a second, and then Cartio proceeded to lift the knife, still in the man's body, straight up between the ribs and towards the neck, letting blood and organs fall where they may.

With his opponent thoroughly taken care of, Cartio started to assess the situation. He was in a cage of sorts, made up of old fences and pallets. There was an angry crowd outside of the cage, yelling in all sorts of languages. Looking around inside the cage, he noticed 3 bodies lying in expanding pools of blood. Hrm...I'm too cut up to live much longer...! It then occured to Cartio that he was going to die, as was his curse. If I can take out the one sent here to kill me, maybe I can rid myself of this fate.


A door was opened and three men walked in, each looking pretty angry. The men lined up against the cage's wall and stared at Cartio. Heh, this should be fun. Cartio pointed at the first one, and he came flying towards him. Cartio threw the knife and hit him in the arm. He continued to charge him. Uh oh... Cartio turned his right shoulder to face him and took the hit. He was knocked to the floor.

While he laughed, Cartio looked around the cage to see if he could find a weapon. In the hand of one of the corpses was a crowbar. That'll have to do. He got to his knees and then dashed for the crowbar. The other man, suprised, turned to face him as he pryed it out of the corpse's hand.

The man held his arms behind his back and leaned his head forward. He must have a death wish...but he's right, this body won't dent him at all, even with the help of this. Cartio stood up and prepared to take a swing. Instead of swinging, however, Cartio held the crowbar down and thrust it quickly into the man's jugular. The man's laughter quickly changed into futile gasps for air. He fell to his knees. Who's laughing now? Cartio assisted gravity and smacked the man in the back of his head, leaving him flat on the floor.

Before Cartio could finish his sentance, two knives had entered his gut. Enraged, Cartio pulled out the knives and rushed his next fight.
Cartio, knives in each hand, proceeded to carve the man to pieces. Fingers, chunks of the arms, slices of face, and other parts that should stay attatched proceeded to fall from the man as Cartio continued to yell and swing. The man screamed as his innards became more and more exposed. Feeling quite vented, Cartio ended him by thrusting one of the knives into his skull.

Cartio fell to his knees, covered with blood, much of it his own. As his senses started to fail, he could hear the man's chuckling fading out. Soon his vision went as well, and all faded to black.