The man held the sword in his hand, admiring its finely crafted lines and balanced heft. He turned to the shivering slave girl, who's face turned pale. He touched her ample breast, savoring their warmth for the final time. The girl obediently lowered her head, presenting her slender neck, her raven hair falling to the side. She barely even flinched when the sword sliced through her neck, sending her head tumbling downward. Her torso dropped to the ground, quivering as bright red blood spurted out of her neck stump.