Duriel's screams echoed throughout the pitch black tunnel. Slathrak could
see perfectly despite the darkness. He could see Duriel's lower half of his
leg was connected to Duriel's upper half of his leg by a thick strand of
meat. He could clearly see bone protruding from both the upper and lower
sections of leg.
"Sssssilence you fool!" He whispered, his own vision hazy and blurred from
wounds inflicted by the cart. He looked around, and he hissed as he witnessed
his own tail flopping around. Like Duriel's leg, it had been cut from his
body and it lay a few feet away. Slathrak looked at Duriel's leg, blood
flowed quickly. Slathrak knew that only great magiks could repair the damage,
and the medic human did not possess great magiks. Thinking upon his knowledge
of medicine, he knew the rest of the leg had to come off. The smell of
Durial's warm blood was intoxicating. He saw light moving at the end of the
hallway and knew he had to act quickly.
Something feral in Slathrak awoke and he snapped at the bit of meat that
connected the two sections of leg. His eyes rolled back in his head as he
remembered the flavor he hadn't tasted in so long. His sharp teeth mostly
severed the meat on both sides, he only had to tug gently and the lower part
was free. Duriel's screams fell silent. The human had finally succumbed to
the pain and passed out. A part of Slathrak had hoped he would have stayed
conscious. A part of Slathrak had hoped Duriel could watch his own leg be
eaten.
Slathrak had time for a few quick chews, and quickly swallowed the blood
soaked chunk of flesh in his mouth. He called out to Da'Hak and guided him to
the scene.
Moments later, the humans arrived with their wretched light. The healer bent
over and began inspecting Duriel's stump. Slathrak produced the leg, and
muttered something about finding it across the way. The healer said "I can't
attach it, do what you will with it." Slathrak grinned and put it in his food
bag, already stained deep red with the blood of the local denizens he had
already eaten. He stumbled over to his tail, picked it up and put it in the
bag as well.
Once safely off the rails, Da'hak said it was time to rest and heal the
wounded. The group agreed.