Thanh Van was going to have fucking nightmares about this.
The shard felt warm against his fingertips as he raised it in front of him like a blade, pointing it at the waxy skin that undulated violently. The parasites squirmed and twitched almost painfully as if they sensed the weapon on the other side of their flesh pouch.
Thanh Van hesitated, his Adam's apple jolting nervously, a slight tremor to his hand.
In these many centuries, there were not many things Thanh Van hadn't seen - but still…
This had to be in the top ten most disgusting shit he had to do.
"…" The archbishop's breath came out gurgled and bloody, eyes blinking tears of crimson as they pleaded with Thanh Van for an end to his eternal suffering.
Thanh Van's hold tightened over the shard, his head cocking to the side as he studied the archbishop.
This NPC… seemed familiar.
