The Kahnum's spine pleasantly tingles from hearing your death rattles.
Purring, she laps up the blood from your shredded throat, still warm with remnants of body heat from when you were alive. She does not pick you or up even consider moving you at all, laying leisurely on your corpse and taking her time with it, like a Leopard in a tree with her kill.
After finishing the last slithers of your throat, she then turns her attention to your face and immediately begins to take large bites out of your cheeks and forehead. During this, her fingertips softly probe around your already agape mouth and open it slightly more, forcing her own lips into it and after some tugging, ripping out your tongue and slurping it up. Your glassy eyes are plucked from their sockets and popped between her lips, she suckles them as if they were hard candies. She then resumes taking bites out of your face, taking more flesh, bone and cartilage in gruesome smacks and crunches until all that is left of your face is a bloody hole.
Her focus shifts lower down your body, as in a wild flurry, she rakes your abdomen with her claws. Hard swipes and deep scoops follow, and your lifeless form is torn in two. She swiftly descends onto the innards falling out of you, grabbing hunks of organ and stuffing them into her jaws.
She would continue chewing, tearing and crunching organs, bones and limbs for up to forty five minutes until there is nothing left of your cadaver but a discoloured patch on the once sparkling marble. The Taigores eagerly watching are given permission to lick the rest of you off the floor.
Your story ends here, devoured alive on the throneroom floor by the ever-hungry Kahnum of Outworld.
