The tourists watched, tensely, as the loin-clothed girl knelt, and the man behind her drew his sword. She picked up a dagger, carefully grabbing it with both hands. Some flinched as she quickly pulled it to her stomach's side, stopping short. Closing her eyes, she tried a few more stabbing motions.

Tears streamed down her face, and after taking a breath, she bowed. The sword flashed through with a crack, and her head fell with a thud, rolling while the neck spilled its contents. The relaxed body slowly slumped to the side, prompting the audience to stand and clap.

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Also, Hitomi posted some at Dolcettish.com and FetNoir.com