Halmut's Torture and Jack's Suspicion

"You dared do whatever you want… So I'll do the same, runt…"

With a grin to match his satisfied gaze, Skaryn stood over the crippled dragon. He swiftly drove the tip of his greatsword into Halmut's throat, retracting it seconds later as Halmut tried to cough up blood. Skaryn enjoyed the sight of the wound healing.

"I'm glad you're healing abilities are so powerful!" laughed the Dark God, giving the spectating cosmicians chills. "So long as I allow you, I can wound you, slice you, break you, and more yet you'll gradually return to your lively but helpless state… Survive a few millennia of this and I might consider your debt paid, finally worthy of a painless death…"