Without letting Rufus speak another word, Luca raised the knife and stabbed it straight into Rufus's abdomen like a surgeon's scalpel.
Rufus screamed miserably.
"AHHHHHH—! IT HURTS! FUCK IT HURTS! HRKHHHH—!"
But Luca did not stop there.
He cut through the flesh as easily as butter, starting from the bottom of the rib cage, slicing along the sides and then across the bottom until a perfect square of skin had been removed, just like doctors did when performing surgery on an organ.
Except this was no surgery.
It was the exact opposite, something so gruesome that the male elves could barely look.
"NNNNGGHH—AAAAAA!" Rufus couldn't even speak with the overwhelming pain of having his belly sliced into.
But what happened next was even worse. Luca pushed his fingers into the open wound, and before anyone could protest, he grabbed hold and pulled.
Screeech!
In one horrifying motion, the entire layer of flesh, skin, and fat covering the abdomen came away like a towel.
