One of which is almost severed, thanks to Billy's Caliburn -- the accursed sword from Merlin, which really is some kind of poetic justice, maybe -- so Overhaul uses the other two remaining arms to hold it up as he pants, his eyes wide and shot with blood, something unearthly in their depths.
He grinds out three words.]
I'll end this.
[And he lays that hand on his own head.
Just as the second Caliburn blast reaches, Overhaul disintegrates -- or rather, his head does, disappearing in a flare of its own, a firework of bits and pieces. Some of the remaining body does too, though it isn't enough to completely destroy the rest of him. And there are a lot of arms lying about.
The hand that ended everything -- at least for him -- plops down to the floor on its lonesome, rolling a couple of times before coming to a stop. It looks pretty charred, but it's nominally intact.
cw: gore, suicide
One of which is almost severed, thanks to Billy's Caliburn -- the accursed sword from Merlin, which really is some kind of poetic justice, maybe -- so Overhaul uses the other two remaining arms to hold it up as he pants, his eyes wide and shot with blood, something unearthly in their depths.
He grinds out three words.]
I'll end this.
[And he lays that hand on his own head.
Just as the second Caliburn blast reaches, Overhaul disintegrates -- or rather, his head does, disappearing in a flare of its own, a firework of bits and pieces. Some of the remaining body does too, though it isn't enough to completely destroy the rest of him. And there are a lot of arms lying about.
The hand that ended everything -- at least for him -- plops down to the floor on its lonesome, rolling a couple of times before coming to a stop. It looks pretty charred, but it's nominally intact.
Overhaul is dead.]