"Don't bother resisting. You are chained. You wouldn't be of any good even if you were not. You are too weak to fight my enemies." He circled her and approached her neck from her side.
He said to her, "You should know what happens to the weak as an Executioner. They become prey to the strong. Isn't that how you managed to create 7 tails? You ate and ate to your fill. I am just following in your footsteps."
"Please don't," She pleaded some more.
His words didn't convince her not to fear for her life. He is right but she wants to live. She has suffered all this while for freedom. It is not fair that she will be killed instead of freed by the one and only chance of freedom that she will get. Unfortunately, Ragnarok didn't listen to her pleas.
He said to her, "Don't worry. I will try to make this quick. That's all I can promise. Your death will be painless if you don't resist. That part is up to you. But you will surely die. And I will become stronger for it."
"Rejoice! The wood elves will regret the fact that they didn't kill you. For they will have had a hand in creating the strongest Executioner that this plane has ever seen."
He made sure to stay away from within reach of her jaws. She is tied down without the ability to move her energy but that doesn't mean that she is harmless. A good physical bite from her will be devastating considering that her head is his total size. So it is a good idea not to tempt fate. It will be utterly stupid if he falls prey to her after talking big.
He approached her from behind. Then he produced a Doom Chomp. The black phantom's bony jaws opened wide and shut down on her back. She howled in pain.
He tore out a chunk of flesh from her back that was quickly withdrawn into his stomach. It made her scream in pain. It is a sorrowful cry of anguish and pain. He wasn't moved at all. He knows that she is a transcendent and she has perfect control of her body. So it was her choice to cry.
The only reason why she would lose control and cry is if the injury surpassed the limit of her tolerance. He hasn't done much damage to her. The Doom Chomp is large but she is much larger than him. The flesh he tore off is less than 1% of what she has to offer so her cry is a show to invoke pity and sympathy from him. Unfortunately for her, she is barking up the wrong tree.
The injury that he caused didn't bleed. It is because there is no blood within her. Her wound showed a black matter that was supposed to be her flesh. The flesh is uniform without any differences like bones or muscles. It is not surprising to see. She is a transcendent after all. It is also not surprising to see that she can't heal. She doesn't have Origin energy to regenerate. So killing her will be very easy.
"This is too good." He thought to himself.
He is both happy and cautious. He has checked the surroundings very well and there's nothing in the cave apart from the chained Warrogs in this cavern under the ice mountain.
Gator is like delectable meat on a silver platter offered to him. It is all very suspicious to him. But he can't find anything amiss. And she will strengthen him. So how can he resist?
The answer is that he can't resist and there's no reason to. So he continued the good work of feasting on his ancestors without fear. It is not the first time he is doing something blasphemous by eating something he shouldn't eat. The first time was good. It helped him survive. But this time will be better.
It is going to take hours to eat all of them but he isn't discouraged. If he can spend weeks digging down here, then he can surely spare hours to eat and digest the prize that he found here. He deserves it after all. He worked really hard for it.
The Cavern became loud. It has been a long time since any of its occupants made any sort of noise. They haven't moved or spoken in years. They don't have the energy to waste on it. But right now, Gator is bent on breaking the silence and she is doing the best that she can do with the little energy that she has. Her cries didn't change anything though. Ragnarok didn't stop and the others couldn't come to her aid. The other paragons can't even move at all. No one can save her.
"Free things are truly the best." He said to himself in pleasure.
His inner beast is experiencing boundless joy. Both his inner beast and rational mind agree with his current actions. It is for different reasons but the agreement makes the act even more pleasurable. He is both efficient and indulgent at the same time.
The feeling of killing two birds with one stone has added a unique flavor to the act of eating his ancestors. It makes him feel a little bad that he will lose his inner beast when he becomes a transcendent and takes complete control of his body.
He is enjoying himself but Gator isn't. It is not his fault really. He promised to make it quick but he is one little guy with a small bite size. There's only so much he can eat at once. He wishes he could eat her up faster for both their sakes. But he can't. So he just tried his best. That's the least that he can give her for her generosity.
He tried his best to gobble her up as fast as possible but it took a while. Gator suffered through it all. She was being literally eaten alive. It is a suffering that she has inflicted several times on others in the past. She just never thought that it would be her turn one day.