The shadow cackled in mirth. The sight of the female and her mate was most amusing. Laying beneath the feet of lowly creatures, they couldn't even lift a hand to stop the mutilation of their kin.
It most especially found the humiliation and rage, self-loathe and self-disgust in their eyes heartening. He wanted them to die in disgrace, in dishonor and indignity.
To die in the hands of the creatures that were lower than ants in their eyes.
But he hated the fact that he wasn't able to prevent their bond from forming. It always made it more difficult to separate them once they found each other.
More consuming and exhausting to end their story.
If he could, he would reverse time to 18 years ago and wipe out all possibilities of her escaping the slaughter that night.
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