I drop to my knees and raise the blade, slamming it down into my dead enemy’s chest. No sooner does the knife crunch through his bones then I’m drawing it away to strike again. My vision vibrates with red rage. I drive it into his lower abdomen. I use both hands to drag the blade up toward his chest in a vertical line, then I plunge one fist into his warm viscera and tear his intestines from his flesh. I shove them into his face and heave a silent scream across his skin. You should know how this feels, I say. I punch my bloody fist into his cheek. You should know–
So satisfying
