Oh, the scream and sob causes Malicor to grin even more evilly, and he sets the cleaver aside as he takes up the now severed finger and admires it before he plucks his ring off of it and slips it on the place he's reserved for the most precious of all rings.
Of course his malicious joy doesn't last for long. Rather excitedly he grasps up a scalpel and starts to slice Henry's shirt off, the madness shining brightly in his eyes. "Oh ye might as well let th' tears flow, Jordan.. for I am not done with thee..." he says with glee.
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