"I don't know wh-" the words hung loose on his lips as he watched Auz tear open his own throat. "-at the fuck just happened."
Lowering the club slightly Xavier used one of the rough stone edges to scratch his head quizzically. The struggling had wound down and the man lay motionless in his own blood. Xaviers brow furrowed once again.
"Damnit!" he screamed, slamming the club into the helm of Auz. The brief crunch and squish of the destroyed cranium was satisfying, but did little to appease his anger. The stone of the club fell to pieces on impact, leaving only the rod in Xaviers hand as he spun around. Bending at the knee Xavier squatted backwards until he was able to seat himself on a hunk of stone still embedded within Auzs skull.
"That's a shit way to lose you know." he jabbed angrily at the dead body beneath him before sighing in exasperstion.