[Reader discretion advised]
Kaelen, who had been deliberately avoiding looking at his father's 'grotesque' antics, snapped his gaze forward the instant the scream ripped through the training hall and two heavy lumps of bloody flesh dropped on either side of Aether with a sickening thud, the impact echoing faintly against the stone floor as blood arced outward in a grotesque rainbow, glistening under the dim light… almost mesmerizing in its horror.
His mind failed to grasp the moment.
He could only stare.
The beautiful woman who moments ago had been arching in pleasure under his father's touch now lay collapsed on the ground, trembling violently, her hands clutching at her chest… or rather, the ruin that remained.
Where soft flesh once existed, there was now only torn muscle, shredded skin, and a wet, pulsing void spilling blood as though her body had been forced into some grotesque parody of life… like she was being milked of existence itself.
