Chapter 503
Jorick gave a war cry and rammed the dagger into Malick's chest. The ancient master screamed and flailed as Jorick sliced through skin and bone to cut a circle around his heart. Katelina could see Malick's face; see the frozen terror and disbelief, the spark of betrayal that flashed through his jewel-like eyes. In the end it was his son, his favorite, who would take his life.
The circle complete, Jorick plunged his hand in and ripped skin and organs free. Blood bubbled from Malick's lips and ran down his chin as his eyes went glassy. His heart bled in Jorick's palm and, with a howl of rage, his son tore into the organ with his fangs.
Katelina pulled away from Micah to creep closer. Jorick rose to his feet. Blood sprayed on his face as he shredded Malick's heart and gulped the blood inside. Finished, he threw the pulpy remains to the ground.