Heads were sent flying through the air, their blood spraying from the neck stumps like gruesome fountains. The headless bodies remained standing for a moment, blood gushing from their necks before they collapsed to the ground.
"Wha...?" I managed to gasp, the shock reverberating through me like a thunderclap. What had just unfolded before my eyes?
"This body's a bit gnarly, but it'll do," remarked a man. But that couldn't be right. The man had just been decapitated in front of me, yet here he stood, whole and unharmed. It was as if someone had assumed his identity after killing him. "Oh, but it seems there's something even more enticing," the man added, his tongue flicking over the blood-slicked blade that had wrought the carnage, his gaze fixated on me with predatory intent.
Not sexual, though. It was more akin to hunger than lust.
