Jack implemented the subsequent phase of his strategy with a level of insight that exceeded typical human cognitive abilities.
He twisted his grip on the chain, applying rotational force that made Oscar's embedded position even more catastrophic.
The blade's four-pronged cross-tip rotated within the Herald's body, enlarging the wound in three-dimensional patterns.
Each rotation carved a new path of devastation, creating lacerations that radiated outward from the central impact point like the petals of a flower blooming in fast-forward.
The Herald's scream attained frequencies that seemed implausible for a creature of that size.
It was a sound of absolute agony, like comprehension crashing down, a realization that pain existed at levels it had never experienced, that suffering could extend beyond what it had ever considered possible.
