[The prince is quite a beastly in the way he fights, he notices. How gleeful he is to bathe the area in red. When was the last time he was a free man? He truly cannot recall, but now he can tear them all apart with a fellow monster.
And so it is, two men ripping apart their foes on the battlefield. For him, he takes one soldier's sword and impales another on it with such force that the sword nearly shatters. Another, he claws out the eyes before impaling his hand into the chest to maim the heart and kill the man.
For a moment he stands there, licking his fingers. How horrendous it is to revel in the slaughter of men, but he has no mercy for them either.
Soon enough, his golden hair is stained by red. He almost can't have enough.]
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And so it is, two men ripping apart their foes on the battlefield. For him, he takes one soldier's sword and impales another on it with such force that the sword nearly shatters. Another, he claws out the eyes before impaling his hand into the chest to maim the heart and kill the man.
For a moment he stands there, licking his fingers. How horrendous it is to revel in the slaughter of men, but he has no mercy for them either.
Soon enough, his golden hair is stained by red. He almost can't have enough.]