And Skellig is kneeling now, suddenly at Akatan's side, one hand firmly resting atop his chest. He could listen for the sound of his prey's heartbeat, but there is no need to, not with how close he is and how hard the man's heart is hammering in his chest, so very close to those talons.
"I have walked alongside many men on their path to greet Death," he continues, leaning his face in closer. "But I will grant you no such honor." That hand is pressed harder into his chest, talons just barely tipping the surface of his chest. "No, you Akatan...I will leave you to meet Death alone."
And then without further preamble, Skellig reaches his other hand up and grasps Akatan's jaw in one hand, swiftly snapping his head and severing his spinal cord, breaking his neck.
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And Skellig is kneeling now, suddenly at Akatan's side, one hand firmly resting atop his chest. He could listen for the sound of his prey's heartbeat, but there is no need to, not with how close he is and how hard the man's heart is hammering in his chest, so very close to those talons.
"I have walked alongside many men on their path to greet Death," he continues, leaning his face in closer. "But I will grant you no such honor." That hand is pressed harder into his chest, talons just barely tipping the surface of his chest. "No, you Akatan...I will leave you to meet Death alone."
And then without further preamble, Skellig reaches his other hand up and grasps Akatan's jaw in one hand, swiftly snapping his head and severing his spinal cord, breaking his neck.
Mercy is to be found in a quick death.