( Ash is messing with the grooves along his saw as the advanced towards Devil May Cry, chirping on with his usual blabber. )
So, there I was hacking through these skeleton things and I do a full 360 backflip. Don’t even know how. I never did one till then.
Usually they got these zombie host things called deadites. They infect people.
Had my own city with that thing. That’s when they aren’t giant trees or just literal monsters.
With my chainsaw hand mostly alongside some magic fuckery.
[ He says raising his right arm. There his hand had been swapped for a revolving blade. Purring as he revs it up. ]
No— not superheroes. Demons on the other hand are something we got. I fight them off a lot. Like … a lot.
It’s kind of my thing. That and my leading man likability.
Erm... I can't say about Knights---I might be wrong---but aliens and sorcerers and angels and demons and... you understand what I mean.
Hm. I suppose they're all superheroes. Does your universe have them?
The book felt no damage to it. It left nothing other than a black circle of which sat in the center of the material. Whatever it was, it wasn’t normal.
“Yeah man, I’ve tried. Fire? Check. Acid? Check. Wood chipper … actually I stopped at acid, but it probably wouldn’t work.”
Being handed the Necronomicon Ex-Mortis, Homelander ran his fingers over the creepy face on the cover before taking a sniff.
"This is...human. Human leather."
God knows Homelander is well acquainted with the smell of death, but the Evil Dead itself? Not so much.
"What happens if I just...." His eyes started to glow red hot in an attempt to burn the book. No idea what he might have just unleashed.