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Slythor grinned when he made his first cut. He couldn't put his finger on it, but how the blood dripped attracted his attention immediately, making him want to do some more. He wasn't satisfied by the fact Cecil wasn't bleeding more, but those little cuts made him excited.
"Can I keep the dagger?" He asked, a little puffed out by the excitement and work.
