I crouched down in front of the leader of this rather puny invasion force of theirs.
Opening my mouth, I used my magic to grab the souls of those already dead and drag them inside, making sure that their leader could see and hear everything.
He saw as I slurped up their souls like noodles and swallowed them without any remorse. Their screams echoing throughout the room as they were forced into my stomachs where I would've began digesting them, but I still had the Orc digesting inside of me, so I put that on hold for now.
Either way, this served to instil terror into the leader, who screamed in both pain from his hand being torn asunder from gripping the sceptre, and also from seeing what happened to his fellow cultists.
That was the only noise coming from both inside and outside the palace nearby. Everyone else was silent and aghast at what they were witnessing me do.
