The Hunter Arrives
Lenny sat over the corpses of the Centaur twins, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of curiosity and interest.
The crowd watched in uneasy silence, unsure of what to expect next. With a wave of his hand, his surgical implements materialized, glinting menacingly under the dim light of the sub-plane.
Lenny's tools floated around him, each one moving with a precision and purpose that hinted at an intimate understanding of anatomy. He carefully made the first incision on Deckner's torso, peeling back layers of muscle and flesh with ease. Blood trickled out, but Lenny's control over his own cells allowed him to staunch the flow almost immediately, keeping the area clean and visible.
As he worked, he marveled at the Centaur's unique anatomy. His previous battles had given him glimpses, but now he could fully explore.
this was something that he could not just resist.
Normally, he would have not done such detailed work in public.