EZTLI’S POV
And that was it, I sat back as I watched wine flute in hand the life bleed out of Damyon’s eye pooling to the floor along with what I’m assuming used to be his liver, downing the content of my wine flute in one go I drop the glass on the arm rest of the chair picking up one of my two daggers which I had discarded on the floor and made my way to the empty husk that used to be a man, bringing my blade to his neck I drive it into his throat twisting the hilt of the blade inclining it downwards then dragging it up in one swift motion severing his head from his body sending it flying to the other side of the room blood gushing out of his neck like a champagne bottle
A few stray droplets fall onto my face, a familiar scene, a napkin appears beside me tracing it I find Eadrich inche
