Karmic Bloodbath

Alright … soooooooo …

I shot the place up

a̶ ̶b̶i̶t̶

q̶u̶i̶t̶e̶ ̶a̶ ̶l̶o̶t̶

Okaaaay … sooooooo … therewasno-oneleftstandingandeverythingthatcouldbewasbroken(includingthewalls) — there,Isaidit.

But I was subtle about it: I made them come to me and killed them all in the entranceway first each time before venturing into the next area.

Mostly, it was just crossbow bolts, pistol rounds and spring-loaded razor-wire traps to slice and dice unsuspecting opponents I lured into doorways. No sawnoff shotgun blasts to the face. No grenade launcher barrages. No charging into a new area, spinning around on the spot and unloading the minigun until it ran out of ammo. I didn’t torch anyone or anything. And I barely used any explosives … just a few explosive pistol rounds … and I waited until I’d run out of ordinary pistol rounds before I switched to those (and I didn’t even switch to the pistol until I’d run out of both poisoned and normal crossbow bolts first, on account of taking a subtle approach to things).

And although I killed everyone, none of them were women, children or animals … they were all combatants — I didn’t go looking for innocent bystanders in other places.

Which is really rather restrained by my standards, you’ve got to admit — I must get some credit, surely.