Hunting down both the Satanic cult members and the trio of S&M demons they summoned with the Horn of Abraxas (don't ask), he breaks out a cross-bow, a chainsaw and gigantic silver axe like something out of a Manowar photo shoot, his grin getting bigger and brighter with
each fresh gallon of blood that sprays his face.
Nobody dies in «Revenge» — they bleed
gallons of slick goo, hobble around the post-apocalyptic landscape, slowly peel shards
of glass out
of their flesh, slip on
fresh pools
of their own
blood, and then die.