[Kunou, Earl Thread]
[ Fascinating. The amount of power is arresting, on its own, but the method of tearing the boy apart... makes him nostalgic for home. He keeps his distance, watching, rapt, as the power begins to feed.
Well, now. This makes things even more interesting than previous. This boy's death-- this is something he can capitalize on.
But he will have to make himself scarce. Other vultures will be circling.
He walks off the way he came, whistling "For He's A Jolly Good Fellow" under his breath. ]