He deleted his channel but this video has been stored  
He goes on to show is navel and entire gut later on in the video:

Don't you love it when that happens.

I know we all know this movie, but I decided to combine all the gut-stab kills into the stereotypical kill count video. Only this time its all seppukus.

Jason turned away from the twins and saw a sword flash toward him.  He barely got his sword up in time to block George's sword.  Jason jerked back as George slashed at his middle with a knife.
"You don't really think you'll win do you?" asked Jason as he easily parried all of George's attacks.
Jason sounded confident, but he was backing up, trying to find a way to get under George's defenses and end the fight quickly.  George made a quick thrust toward Jason's chest and Jason parried the blow and leaned into George's sword, locking the blades together.
"Now one quick twist and you lose your sword." said Jason.
Jason was beginning to turn his wrist when George brought up his left hand with the knife and made a quick shallow cut across the back of Jason's thumb on his right hand.  Jason let out a cry of pain as let go of his sword.
"Oh that's dirty.  It's a superficial wound, but it keeps me from holding a sword." complained Jason.
Jason looked down at George lay the point of his knife lightly in Jason's big belly button.
"You wouldn't." said Jason hopefully.
Jason closed his eyes tightly and stiffened as the point slid into the back of his navel.
"You did." groaned Jason as his dick stiffened again.
With a quick turn of his hand George cut out the back of Jason's navel.
"Oh no!  No no no!" screamed Jason as George stuck his finger into the wound.
Jason's eyes widened and his mouth fell open as George pulled out a loop of his small intestine.  Jason could do nothing more than scream as George ran away across the arena.  Jason couldn't believe the deafening roar of the crowd as they watched his guts unfurl out in front of him.  Jason coughed and blood leapt over his lower lip.
"Ohh!" groaned Jason as he fell to his knees.
Jason fell over on his side and cum shot out of his dick as his eyes rolled upward.  George smiled as he dropped the piece of intestine he held and turned his attention back to Paul and Bob who were too busy fighting each other to see what had happened.

Two Scenarios. Fighters were always naked either in battle or in the arena.

One takes place in a desolate area with one-on-one combat. The winner walks away. The loser is left for the wolves.

The other action is before a festive audience. In the arena, captives from defeated armies were matched against each other before large crowds. Winners were given the choice of life as a naked gladiator or joining the ranks of the victorious army. Wagers were made not only on who would win, but also on whether either fighter would shoot his load. More often than not, both men shot their wads. But only one walked away.

Which scene would you like to be part of? My own fantasy would be to fight naked in the arena.

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It was two days after her first hunt when Abryanna the huntress pulled her car into the parking lot of a local funeral home.  Abryanna got out dressed in a black dress and carrying a large black bag.  She walked in the door and to one of the main rooms where Peter and Jerry were laid out in coffins.  Peter's best friend George stood in front of Peter's coffin.  He was a tall heavy set man with dark brown eyes and short brown hair.  At the side of the room were the rest of their close little circle of friends Donald and Bob.  Donald a tall muscular man with dark brown hair down over his collar and Bob a shorter well built man with his head almost shaved.  Abryanna walked up beside George, dabbing her eyes with a handkerchief.
"They were so young." sobbed Abryanna softly.
"I can't believe they're gone." answered George trying to hold back tears.
"And they died so hard, both of them shot in the belly." said Abryanna trying to stifle a smile.
"How would you know that?" asked George as he turned toward Abryanna.
Abryanna reached into her bag and pulled out a small pistol with a silencer on the barrel.  She pushed the barrel tightly into George's belly above his pants and angled it up.  She smiled when she felt how his soft belly gave under the pressure.  Thip.  Thip.  Thip.  George's brown eyes widened as he stood up on his toes.  Donald and Bob heard the noise and turned toward Abryanna.  Thip.  Thip.  Both men raised their hands beside their heads, closed their eyes tightly, clenched their teeth and slammed back into the wall.
"My favorite sound the world, bodies hitting dry wall." laughed Abryanna.
Donald and Bob slid down to seated positions as blood stained their shirts over their chest.  Donald opened his mouth and blood ran from the corner.  Thip.  Thip.  Thip.  Thip.  Donald and Bob jerked, but made no noise as Abryanna pumped a couple of rounds into their bellies for good measure.  Bob opened his eyes and they rolled upward.  George sank to his knees with both hands cupped on his belly.  Abryanna took out her empty clip and loaded in a full one.
"You!  You shot me in the gut!" gasped George.
Thip.  Thip.  George grimaced as bullets cut through his thighs.  Abryanna smiled as she knelt in front of him.
"If you think the first five bullets hurt, then this one is going to be agony." said Abryanna as she tucked the silencer into the frunt of George's pants.
"Oh no!  Please don't do that." gasped George.
Thip.  George's eyes widened and he let out a little squeal as he was castrated by the shot.  Abryanna pulled the gun out of his pants and George bent over where his forehead touched the floor.  Thip.  George let out a little grunt as a bullet hit between his shoulder blades.  Abryanna put her pistol back in her bag and pulled out a pair of twin daggers.  She put one in Jerry's belly and the other in Peter's belly.  Abryanna smiled as she skipped out of the funeral home.

Abryanna looked back at Peter's limp body laying on his deck chair and then walked through the woods up the creek.  She followed the creek until it came to a pond surrounded on three sides by hills.  A spring on top of the hill at the back of the pond fed the water and kept it cold and clear.  Abryanna was about to go for a swim when she heard footsteps in the woods.  Jerry, Peter's twin brother, walked up the path and looked around to make sure he was alone.  Abryanna was well back in the woods, so Jerry couldn't see her.  Jerry was a tall slender man with light brown almost blond hair and clear baby blue eyes.  Abryanna tensed in excitement as Jerry peeled off his shirt, then his shoes, socks, and pants.
"Is he going to?" asked Abryanna under her breath.
Abryanna's face brightened in a smile and her eyes widened as Jerry slid his briefs down his legs then stepped out of them.  Abryanna loaded a bolt into her crossbow as Jerry waded into the pond.  Abryanna watched in admiration as Jerry swam back and forth in the pond.  Finally he had finished his work out and came back to the shallow water.  He stood up in thigh deep water and wiped his eyes.  Jerry had pushed himself to swim farther and faster and he was out of breath.  Abryanna watched his six pack tighten and release as he sucked in air.
"Oh this is so much fun." cooed Abryanna.
Thonk.  Jerry's eyes widened and his mouth fell open as an arrow hit the middle of his belly.
"Ooohhh!" screamed Jerry as he wrapped his fingers around the shaft.
Thonk.  Jerry gulped as an arrow slid into his navel.  Jerry looked down and shook his head.  He looked up at the woods hoping to see his attacker.  He spotted Abryanna as she brought her crossbow up for another shot.
"Why?" cried Jerry as she took careful aim.
Thunk.  The only answer Jerry got was the pain of an arrow as it went into his heart.  Jerry raised his hands as he lay back in the water.  He floated on the water limply, being carried by the current.  Abryanna noticed his eyes were wide and blank and a little blood ran from the corner of his mouth.
"Well that's good, they were born on the same day and they died on the same day." said Abryanna as she walked away from the pond.

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WANT MORE? 
 
You can find the naked version of this illustration — along with more than 40 original naked artworks — on my Patreon page here… https://www.patreon.com/Jacksteel
 
The number of illustrations grows weekly. All my Patreon artwork features hot, naked, muscled warriors being slain in various ways. From Spartans to Cowboys, Marines to Gladiators and more, your every horny, hard, blood-thirsty fantasy comes true.
 
My Patreon page also features a ton of stories — some short, some long — detailing more battles to the death. 
 
For your viewing pleasure, you can find my Patreon page here… https://www.patreon.com/Jacksteel
 
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