Sweet like cherry. Melt in the mouth. And fragrant like a magical rose.
Rex chewed on the heart like it was the best dish in the world—savouring each bite and even licking the blood that stained his lips. His thyroid cartilage moved up and down as the pieces of the heart moved down his throat and into his belly.
It was delectable, but not as delectable as the killing intent coming from the other Awakened Demigods.
Just the sight of him eating the heart of their comrades sent them mad.
And their killing intent doubled, turning into a heatwave that made him feel like in a sauna.
Rex looked straight at the man he suspected to be the leader, the man with pale blue eyes and silver short hair, Farhan. He licked his fingers while maintaining eye contact, a blatant taunt, and then smirked like a Demon, "Yummy."
Boom—!
