Nefretiri
Bisecting a heart is disgusting.
Doing it with a bunch of werewolves watching you is stressful. The group that surrounded me silently watched as I tugged and pulled at the organ, trying to touch it as little as possible. Whenever I put my hands on it, the magic attempted to attach itself to me, and I didn't want that. The only plus side to all this was the ease of pain. The downside? I was starving.
My other problem with this? I had nothing to make cuts with. I could've asked one of the wolves, but they all still had silver on their claws. It would contaminate the artery if they cut it with silver, making it useless. At least that's what Hel said when I thought of that. I also couldn't let them rip it apart with their teeth since the thing had to be as intact as possible. So, that left me with only one option. I would have to use my hands.
