Role

Chapter 12

So do you see now, my pet? I worry it will be difficult to achieve something
greater. What was that you said? Speak up! Responding to absolutely nothing
at all, Lzenstiet continues. Yes, you're right of course, I am being too hard
on myself. There is so much more to do, so much destruction to enjoy and so
much pain to absorb. If nothing else I can match the quality of the priest's
death with quantity. That will be entertaining and useful as well. You are
very kind to help me through this, my sweet. Restoring the gag she wiggles
two fingers and speaks a short few words and the poor man's body arcs up, taut
with an almost electric pain, his neck veins and arteries bulging, his eyes
wide with agony. Far too short for Lzenstiet and far too long for him, a loud
crack! is heard and his body collapses, his bowels void and this throat emits
a slight rattle. Ah well, playtime is over, I must return to my hunting for
lore and prey. Lore and prey. And Daevryn of course. He eludes me. I wonder
why? I will find out soon enough, I'm sure.