[ A lot of things end up happening in such a short time. The knife is thrown, the spear impales the man's chest and Terry bites back a scream in pain, because that butcher knife would have chopped his hands off if it weren't for the bones, so the knife is just stuck there below the shackles, and Terry is internally cursing in his mind that Kido's dad couldn't even do this right because it fucking hurts. His wrists are still shackled, so he's still hanging from his arms. There's nothing but pain.
If he remembers right, there should be... fire... ]
Kido, you need to run! The place is gonna catch on fire soon!
[ Maybe?! He doesn't know the cause nor remember it--only that there's gonna be fire. ]
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If he remembers right, there should be... fire... ]
Kido, you need to run! The place is gonna catch on fire soon!
[ Maybe?! He doesn't know the cause nor remember it--only that there's gonna be fire. ]
I'll get myself free!
[ Some...how. ]