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Then I grip the base of his skull. Release his arms. Grip his shoulder. And rip his head off.

Chapter 70

The Guy who Hurt Nix

Chapter 71

Volik

Idrop the two pieces of the man to the ground.

Then I kick his torso over so he’s dick side down.

I do not want that squished worm looking at me anymore.

I close my eyes for a moment, checking in on my heartbeat. Keeping it steady.

With my system full of super-charged enemy blood, it takes an extra moment to relax.

I do not remember the last time I drank that much at once. And the power…

My chest expands on an inhale, and the cement floor groans.

When I am confident I am in control, I open my eyes.

I could leave him like this. Let him be humiliated one more time by being found like this. Naked. Headless. But I do not want to traumatize whoever has to do the finding.

Heat twists with the power inside my chest.

Slowly, I look down at my hands.

I wonder.

I look at the body.

I think maybe…

Kneeling, I place my hand on the dead man’s back.

And I focus.

I focus on the heat inside me.

I focus on squeezing it tight.

Intensifying it.

And then I focus on shoving it out through my palm.

A flash of fire rolls over his skin and across the puddle of vodka on the floor. But I do not move my hand.

I keep it there.

I keep pushing my heat out.

Until the body starts to glow red.

Until my lips pull into a grin.