Vilgax three prongs

"Bring me an order that makes sense," Mordred said. "Maybe I'll follow it."

Vilgax's arm snapped out. Three prongs burst through Mordred's chest.

"No!" Gura screamed.

It was her trident. The blood may as well have been dripping from her hands.

She looked desperately to Kumoko and Crocodile.

"You just watched it. Aren't you their friend!?" she demanded." She singled out Kumoko. "You were miserable in your old body. Now that you've got what you want, are you gonna help some bully hurt people suffering like you were?"

She ripped off a scrap of her hoodie and tried to staunch Mordred's bleeding.

Crocodile crossed the room and knelt beside her.

"You haven't even washed that." he chided Gura.

He reached into his coat and pulled out a battered old field surgeon's kit. From inside he drew a roll of gauze, which he packed into Mordred's bloody stomach.

"What do you think you're doing?" Vilgax demanded.

"Three prongs, and all of them missed the heart." Crocodile didn't even look at him. "Sloppy. Or didja you do that on purpose so she'd die slow?"

- Proletlariet