The feeble cries of my latest conquest still echo in my tomb world, a symphony of whimpering and broken defiance. I let him beg, let him grovel, before I ripped his pathetic flesh apart with my talons. His blood tasted like weakness, his screams like music. But even as I bathed in his suffering, I found myself... restless. The hunt was over too soon. Perhaps I should have toyed with him longer, let him think he had a chance before crushing his hope. Next time, I’ll make it hurt slower, deeper. The fear in their eyes is the only thing that truly satisfies me anymore. #WrathfulPleasures #NecronDominance