"Sikid, you are such a fool. How could a heartless zombie kill?"
Sikid suddenly heard a cry. He didn't know who made it. Anyway, it was not his master, the brutal Kil'jaeden.
"Ouch!"
Sikid couldn't control his roar, but it didn't matter.
He had already stood behind the Cabno, and a curved dagger was ready to slash across the wizard's throat.
Blood spurted out in an arc and splashed on the two of them. Cabno could no longer stand firm. He tightly grabbed his wound and panted in the sky. He fell onto the altar, gasping for breath in horror, and tried to get out.
However, Sikid was standing on top of him. He crossed his legs and sat on the dying wizard, patting his hand. Then he inserted the dagger into Cabno's chest, dug out a big hole, and put his hand in. With a quick pull, Cabno's still-beating heart was taken out.
Sikid began to cast the magic he had prepared in front of the assistant's eyes. His magic spell sealed the bloody organ and locked the soul of Cabno inside.