The crossbow bolt, though small, was fired with sufficient force to pierce his throat, leaving him gasping for air as he slumped to his knees and fell forward, his face splatting beautifully into the waiting raspberry roulade.
The crossbow bolt, though small, was fired with sufficient force to pierce his throat, leaving him gasping for air as he slumped to his knees and fell forward, his face splatting beautifully into the waiting raspberry roulade.