He gestured to a group of slaves who were in the process of dissecting a demon corpse on a large stone table.
Their movements were practiced, almost surgical, as they worked.
"The weak must serve the strong," Loryn said, walking closer to observe their work.
"Even in death, a Vile-rank demon can contribute to something greater than it ever was in life. Its essence, properly refined, becomes the foundation for a Dread-rank warrior."
Jack watched as the slaves extracted the demon's core.
They placed it carefully in a container filled with some kind of preservative liquid, then moved on to removing the heart.
"Every part has value," Loryn continued, his hollow eyes gleaming as he explained.
"Cores contain the purest essence of demonic power. Hearts hold the life force and emotional resonance.
Blood carries the physical attributes and magical affinities. Even bones and organs can be rendered down for supplementary materials."
