Takuwan
moved to acc: 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨.
Before Seven could protest against the Plague Doctor's ability to speak further, he felt another blow to the stomach. He yelped a bit, however kept a bit of composer - or what he thought was composer. Seven stopped himself from cursing, dropping to the ground as they finished. "Sir.. I imagined that.. he'd be much older," one of the henchmen whinnied, kicking Seven aside as he laid there, listening. Really? With this Goat shit again? Seven furrowed his brows as he wiggled to get up, the pain from the various hits delivered to him stinging his whole body. And now, maybe, his idiot of a companion would quite possibly die.