"And? Are you happy?" Duncan smiled down at Kern, an old Immortal enemy
"If I had a sword..." The glare was still the same, but coming from a speaking head under a glass bell, it just didn't have the same effect. Much rather, it was ... cute.
Cute. What an odd thing to think about a murderer and thief. But then, seeing an Immortal head alive on it's own still felt odd, too.
"Anyway, honourable fools like you don't kill disabled enemies, so **** off."
"Suits me. Meanwhile, let me introduce you to these little fellows." Ants. A whole jar...