Arad looked at the heart for a moment with a complicated expression. For once, this was the first time he had a heart. He had swallowed many humans and monsters, but in almost all of those cases, he acted like a great snake, swallowing them whole. The few times he ate something butchered like this were when Aella cooked them for him, even though she can't stand the smell.
Arad shook his head; this wasn't the time for his mind to wander back to his wives. Especially Aella. She'll feel better if he were focused on saving Zephyr rather than on how she cooks meat for him.
He lifted the heart, looked at it for a moment, then frowned. It looked like any normal heart, but the magic density in its fibers was far beyond anything that Arad had seen in his life. He looked at his arms, even his muscles weren't as well developed as this dead heart.
