Orynn trilled softly to himself in the doorway as his eyes assessed the c*****e in Eromaug's room, taking special notice of the random body parts that lay strewn about haphazardly.
It was hard to believe that Lexi had finally succeeded in doing what countless beings before her had attempted and failed. Yet he couldn't help but be concerned at the price she was so obviously paying now and privately worried if it would be too great for her to bear.
Orynn's gaze wandered until it finally landed on a small knife that lay next to one of Eromaug's hands.
It had obviously been severed cleanly at the wrist with almost surgical precision and it instantly piqued his curiosity. He slowly made his way over to inspect the blade, careful not to make any sudden or rushed movements in order not
