"Nooo!"
Baron Fen screamed in pure panic, his voice breaking, but it was already too late.
Before Silas could even understand what had happened, a thin line appeared across his body. His eyes widened in shock. His mouth opened as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out. He tried to move, tried to command his body, but nothing responded.
His legs gave out.
As his body fell, it split apart.
Two halves crashed to the ground with a wet, brutal sound.
SPURT!
Blood erupted everywhere. Organs spilled out and slapped against the broken ground, rolling over one another in a horrifying mess. The stench of iron filled the air as the remains finally stopped moving.
Kael landed beside the corpse with a dull thud. He flicked his wrist and swatted his sword lightly, shaking off the blood that clung to the blade. Crimson droplets scattered across the ground.
Baron Fen stared at the scene in horror.
His breathing became ragged. His eyes burned red with rage.
