Humming to herself, Miranda undid the top of the petrol can and calmly started spraying its contents all over the field, wrinkling her nose at the smell of the foul substance. A bizarre task to say the least but that was what the job called for. Apparently, the owner of this particular farm was blessed with the finest soil in the region, meaning that his crop count was always far higher than the rest by the end of the season. The other farmers were the jealous types, however and had managed to sway her into aiding them with their plot for revenge. She found the thought of a water rabbit burning down anything to be quite ironic but she agreed to it nonetheless. She was always up for spreading a little mischief, after all.
When she had sprayed enough of the liquid, the purple haired mage then returned to the edge of the field and proceeded to set it alight, with the aid of a box of matches that she had brought with her for the occasion. The field went up in an instant and Miranda had to be quick on her toes in order to get out of the way. Knowing that it would surely attract the farmer's attention, she quickly dashed over towards the nearby barn and cast another match on to the nearest bale of hay. It easily caught alight and was soon creating a second fiery wave of destruction, burning everything around it to cinders.
Turning away from the barn, she found herself face to face with the angry farmer, wielding a gardening hoe, his face crimson with anger. He did not utter a word but there was no need for him to speak. The expression splashed across his features was as clear as day, an expression that caused the bunny girl to raise an eyebrow. It seemed like she would get a taste of the action today although she doubted that the farmer would be much of a threat. What was he going to do? Prod her to death? Dropping the petrol can, she summoned her whip and waited, ready for him.
He charged forward to try and run her through but the mage easily dodged to her left, before catching him in the face with a powerful lash. It caught him flush and he dropped the hoe in shock, leaving himself open to attack. Miranda moved in and delivered two further cracks of the whip to his body, before picking up his own hoe and stabbing him in the abdomen with it. He fell to his knees, holding his stomach, blood starting to seep through his clothes. The sight of that caused a sense of elation to run through the mage and as she moved behind him to deliver the final blow, a flash of pleasure sparkled in her crimson coloured eyes. She pushed him to the floor with her foot so that he was laying on his stomach, before impaling him in the back with his own weapon. The force was enough to pass not only through him but the cold earth below as well.
Leaving him to die from the blood loss, Miranda picked up the petrol can and wandered over to her last port of call, the farmhouse itself. It was a nice place too and the mage briefly thought about robbing it but in the end, she simply decided to burn it down. Entering the house, she sprayed what remained of the petrol can's contents around the room, before lighting one last match and setting fire to the place.
With a nod of satisfaction, she then took her leave of the place, leaving it all to burn, her mission complete.
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When she had sprayed enough of the liquid, the purple haired mage then returned to the edge of the field and proceeded to set it alight, with the aid of a box of matches that she had brought with her for the occasion. The field went up in an instant and Miranda had to be quick on her toes in order to get out of the way. Knowing that it would surely attract the farmer's attention, she quickly dashed over towards the nearby barn and cast another match on to the nearest bale of hay. It easily caught alight and was soon creating a second fiery wave of destruction, burning everything around it to cinders.
Turning away from the barn, she found herself face to face with the angry farmer, wielding a gardening hoe, his face crimson with anger. He did not utter a word but there was no need for him to speak. The expression splashed across his features was as clear as day, an expression that caused the bunny girl to raise an eyebrow. It seemed like she would get a taste of the action today although she doubted that the farmer would be much of a threat. What was he going to do? Prod her to death? Dropping the petrol can, she summoned her whip and waited, ready for him.
He charged forward to try and run her through but the mage easily dodged to her left, before catching him in the face with a powerful lash. It caught him flush and he dropped the hoe in shock, leaving himself open to attack. Miranda moved in and delivered two further cracks of the whip to his body, before picking up his own hoe and stabbing him in the abdomen with it. He fell to his knees, holding his stomach, blood starting to seep through his clothes. The sight of that caused a sense of elation to run through the mage and as she moved behind him to deliver the final blow, a flash of pleasure sparkled in her crimson coloured eyes. She pushed him to the floor with her foot so that he was laying on his stomach, before impaling him in the back with his own weapon. The force was enough to pass not only through him but the cold earth below as well.
Leaving him to die from the blood loss, Miranda picked up the petrol can and wandered over to her last port of call, the farmhouse itself. It was a nice place too and the mage briefly thought about robbing it but in the end, she simply decided to burn it down. Entering the house, she sprayed what remained of the petrol can's contents around the room, before lighting one last match and setting fire to the place.
With a nod of satisfaction, she then took her leave of the place, leaving it all to burn, her mission complete.
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