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As his blade passed through Jack's wrists, Roland came to a stop. Standing right there in front of Jack for that one horrible minute as the boy's own severed hands fell to the ground. Two wet smacks, hidden behind that metal clank of the holy blade. Roland didn't move, instead he just glared at Jack, his eyes narrows as the thief ran, screaming back at him with curses. [color=2e2c2c]Kill him. Stab him while he runs.[/color]

But Roland didn't give chance. Instead he watched Jack run. He could still chase. Still drive a blade into Jack's back. But there wasn't any good that would come from that. Instead... Roland felt... [b]Satisfied[/b]. Striking Jack in the back would have been disgusting, but the boy turned at the last minute. Honor preserved. Besides, justice was dealt. The justice for theft was to slice off the hands. 
[color=2e2c2c]Kill him! Kill that sack of meat before he gets too far![/color]

For some reason though... Roland could feel a [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=odWh1RVa80s]voice[/url] in his head. Something pounding. Something... 
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Roland's head turned to his hand, which had already begun to reach down for the fallen Durandal. But slowly, he realized that his hand was drifting not towards the blade. 

But Jack's severed hands. Meaty, glistening, and coated in blood that drained down into the ground. Soaking down into the farmlands. The scent of iron flowed Roland's senses. And then he realized, there was a taste of iron too.

Those green eyes snapped from the hands to his arm. This was his new arm. The one covered in a shroud. But the shroud was looser now. And coated in a spray of blood. 

Jack's blood. [color=2e2c2c]I am awake. KILL HIM! Devour him before he gets away! I need him! I NEED FRESH MEAT![/color]

His arm had woken up, and through those loose bandages, Roland could see an eye. A bloodshot eye, staring right back at him. The shroud fell away, and Roland took a step back in shock. He was too brave for fear. The arm was a pitch black thing. But red and blue veins pulsed visibly beneath dark skin, and there was the eye.

[color=2e2c2c]FEED ME![/color]

Then there was the mouth. The arm split open up to the elbow, and teeth glistened in a disgusting mouth. saliva and spit, and tusks! Fangs! A tongue, like a tentacle pushed from that filthy maw, and snapped down around those blood drenched hands. 

SNAP! [sup]CRUNCH![/sup] [sub]SQUELCH![/sub] Slobber and spit drenched the floor as Roland fell to his knees. Grabbing the shroud, and like a belt he wrapped it around his own spittle covered arm. [sub]SPLAT! GLORP! GLUK![/sub] Tying it tightly, he looked down upon that slobbering thing as the blood on the shroud began to vanish. Drunken up like another treat. Until another knot, and the arm was still, and Roland let out a sigh of relief. 

[color=00a99d]"There we go. All better."[/color] He laughed, as if nothing had just happened. He planted the gift from Dietrich into the ground, and picking up Durandal, he placed that great sword back into its sheath. For now, everything was calm again. There was no more danger, and Jack was probably gone by now. Having run home to his master. He didn't need to see what became of his hands. 

[color=00a99d]"So Trieu, I still owe you a duel, do I not?"[/color] Roland said, standing to full and turning to the Rider still waiting for him. [color=00a99d]"I do hope you enjoyed our hunt together."[/color]

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