Raze Page #7

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To watch her, I could have sworn

Sabrina would be our champion,

but her exceptional violence was

defeated by an ever greater violence.

I-I'm sorry, my dear, but it appears

that both of our favorites have lost.

What a year.

Congratulations to the champion.

And now my beautiful wife and I are going

to go meet and greet our champion.

Oh, uh, I think you owe me something.

That girl's dead.

- You got lucky.

- Yeah.

Son of a b*tch.

- What was that?

- I said, "go f*** yourself."

William...

We want to thank you for the

enthusiasm you add to our efforts.

- You have well earned your time to relax.

- And you're like family to us.

Sir. Ma'am.

Oh, enough with the formalities.

Go join the fun. I'm sure some of our

guests would love to hear your stories.

Need to count this?

I trust you.

What a douche.

700 bucks.

F***ing losing it to that twit.

F***ing shrimp.

Clean you up. Yeah, I'll f***ing take

good care of you... clean you real good.

Nice little band-aid.

Thanks for nothing.

- You're welcome.

- Aah!

Ohh!

Aah!

Hey.

Fat f***.

You got me again.

That was a good one.

You owe me 5 bucks.

As an aussie, I'm just glad

that f***ing kiwi's dead.

That f***ing kiwi's dead.

She's...

Deathless by nature, destroyed,

demolished, razed to the ground

buried by woman to

the flesh of woman's sacrifice.

But I-I hope you don't mind my saying...

It was a great surprise.

I'm glad you like surprises.

We have waited the seven days

for the one who would most

successfully epitomize the

purest image of female prowess.

What we are capable of as a species.

We will clean you, dress you,

introduce you to our society, no

no longer an initiate but longer an initiate

but changed... dare I say it?...

Transformed.

A true maenad.

- I'm sorry I'm so late.

- I know. I'm just glad you're here.

- Look out!

- Aaaaaaaah!

How are you? You all right?

- You all right?

- Yeah, yeah.

- Joseph.

- Darling.

Oh, sh*t.

How can you be a part of this?

You're a woman!

Exactly.

Aaaaaaaaaah!

Aah!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!

My wife! My love!

Elizabeth.

It may please you to know...

That once you're dead,

I will allow your daughter to live.

Uh-huh.

I hope you feel a deep motherly pride,

because you fought so well...

We'll provide your daughter the

opportunity to fight, too, just

just like you... just like you.

Perhaps she can possess the

tenacity to become champion.

Aaaaaaaaaah!

What?!

Aah!

Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Ugh!

You were wrong.

You did crack.

- You really do medical claims?

- Yeah.

Stop! Stop!

I'm sorry.

I'm fighting for my daughter!

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