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could get a bite of something for themselves.
    Gerald had always thought he was numb to death. But now he felt like he was going to vomit as he stood watching, unable to do anything for anyone. He had never felt so helpless in his entire life. His whole body trembled. Tears ran down his cheeks as he panted in horror.
    He didn’t want to live to see any more of it. He would rather die. He wanted death to take him so he would not have to endure it.
    The screams finally died out when there was no one left alive to scream, but the feeding frenzy continued. Every scrap of flesh was consumed, leaving only bloody bones. Those were pulled and twisted apart and taken by those crowded around so that they could be licked clean of the blood or bashed open to suck out the marrow. There didn’t seem to be enough to go around, leaving the Shun-tuk who hadn’t been able to feed to fight over any scraps that were left.
    Gerald turned back to Lord Arc, rage filling his voice. “Why would they do this? There is no possible purpose for such savage murder!”
    Lord Arc’s face was shaded with a dark and terrible look.
    â€œThe Shun-tuk are half people. They look human, and in some ways they are human, but they have no soul.” His calm voice seemed unaffected by what had just happened. “Having no soul, they feel empty and incomplete. They feel that those people with souls only have them because they were born lucky. They covet that connection to the Grace that a soul provides others. They are jealous. So, whenever they get a chance, they try to take a soul for themselves.”
    Gerald glared bitterly. “They think they can steal the souls of the people they eat?”
    â€œThat’s right. They feel that the world has unfairly cheated them. They feel that they deserve what they covet, what others have.” Lord Arc shrugged. “So they are intent on taking a soul, intent on having that which they want.
    â€œThey believe that the only way to get the soul they feel they are entitled to is to eat the flesh or drink the blood of those who have one and consume it before it flees the body on its way beyond the veil of life.”
    â€œYou get a soul by being born human, through the Creator,” Gerald insisted. “You can’t get one by eating people.”
    Lord Arc shrugged again. “They believe they can, so they continue to try.”
    Gerald gazed out at the bloody scene. “Why have you not killed me as well? Why have you made me witness such evil?”
    Hannis Arc spread his hands. “You, gravedigger, have the honor of being the first crier to announce me as the new ruler.”
    â€œThe new ruler of the D’Haran Empire?”
    â€œYes, that’s right, but also the new ruler of the world of life. You are to announce the beginning of a new era.
    â€œOthers will soon join you, but you are the first of many who will follow. Go from place to place and announce what is to come. Bear witness to the horrors you have seen with your own eyes. Let people know that those who do not bow down and swear allegiance in life, will serve me in death.
    â€œThe world of the dead, you see, will be joined with us in the world of life. Both worlds will be united as one.
    â€œSince there will no longer be need for gravediggers, you have a new job. You are to go on ahead and tell those places before us that we come with our Shun-tuk warriors, and we come to rule the world. Give witness to what you have seen along with what others will see in other places that will also be taught this lesson.”
    Gerald’s jaw was set with bitter determination. “I would rather die—I will kill myself.”
    The man’s tattooed hand rose and he put a finger under Gerald’s chin, lifting his face. “Then you will be responsible for a great many more deaths. If you warn people, if you convince people, then many will see how hopeless resistance would be and so decide to