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It’s the dragged out grunt that he receives from the proud knight of Envylia, that sets off a series of sparks in his chest and makes him grin in absolute glee. He twists his sword in Vettel’s open wound- and revels in the shriek he lets out. The redhead’s eyes are blown wide open- a wondrous sea of blue swallowing up his pupils as he screams, and screams, and screams, and-
He continues to scream, of course. And it’s the most loveliest sound Zahar thinks he has ever heard. He sighs as he twists his sword around some more- surely tearing apart his abdomen. Flesh and organs squelch together as blood flies everywhere, and it’s so, so lovely. Vettel’s screams die into whimpers, though, as the proud knight tries to scramble for his sword.
Zahar kicks it away, Vettel bares his teeth. The knight of Wratharis suddenly rips his sword from Vettel’s body, and he watches as Vettel chokes out a blood-curdling scream at the sight of his intestine being pulled a bit from his insides. His enemy’s body begins to shake, as his arms scramble to try and find something- anything to fight off this monster.
And Zahar lunges down at Vettel, pressing the heels of his hands against his windpipe and pushes down. Vettel immediately stops looking for the weapon, moving to try and rip Zahar’s hands off of him. It only encourages Zahar to press down harder, and soon enough, Vettel’s eyes start to roll back from the lack of oxygen and the pressure against his throat-
By gods, it was the most beautiful thing Zahar has seen.
Yet as always, all good things must come to an end. As healers and soldiers from Envylia immediately charge toward Zahar, with most of the healers moving to help Vettel, Zahar simply retreats. It’s been enough fun for one day, and besides-
He’ll just have to do more to make Vettel even more beautiful next time.