yet my blood renders me a King
The kill was done with hardly any effort and Sah turned wide eyes back at Deimos. "Just what did you do to weaken it that drastically?" He removed himself from the creature's back and approached the Sword. The compliment stunned him, leaving Sah blinking for a moment. "Most of that was your magic, I thought?" He had been under the impression that Deimos' magic had rendered the beast incapable of stopping Sah.
Taking the offered knife, Sah approached the creature. Making sure not to ruin the pelt, he deftly carved out the heart. He held it for a moment, and then without hesitation cut a small piece off. Giving a shrug, Sah popped the piece into his mouth and chewed thoughtfully. "Huh. It does taste like a regular bear's heart."
Glancing back at Deimos, "Should I start prepping it?"
Taking the offered knife, Sah approached the creature. Making sure not to ruin the pelt, he deftly carved out the heart. He held it for a moment, and then without hesitation cut a small piece off. Giving a shrug, Sah popped the piece into his mouth and chewed thoughtfully. "Huh. It does taste like a regular bear's heart."
Glancing back at Deimos, "Should I start prepping it?"
Sah
