Re: Aaron and Marta
He revelled in the blood pattern spreading as it grew across the fabric from his blow. Aaron must complete the mission, as the voice had told him to. He was the only hope left if the mission was to succeed. "Don't call me that." He grunted at the pain in his arm, the gash spreading deeper.
He kicked at her stomach and moved to pin her back down to the floor to deal with her cleanly. Soon, she'd breathe her last breath.