Ha, 99 words, bitches!
He brought the heavy stone, rough in his hands, down to his target once more. The thud that echoed through the room was muffled by the wet quality of broken skin and the harsh crack of splintered bone. Red hair, hanging over hunched shoulders, curled in the growing puddle of crimson liquid. A tear dropped from manic green eyes and splashed onto surface of the rock. Slowly, he pulled away, his hands shaking as he stumbled away from the stone buried within the face of his captor. He had his freedom, the price being his captor’s life.
“Goodbye, Hiei.”