Ripped his heart out right before his eyes

[madnesstaste]

[There is a head on the floor.]

[A severed head, yes, skin powdered and hair washed to almost look alive. There's no neck, just patch of skin stitched over the gaping hole where the spine would have connected. Without the hat, it's difficult to tell if the head belongs to a Raiden or a Raikov. The surgical patch on his eye may provide a clue to

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2/?

[deadlythunder]

...

[Is that a... head?]

3/?

[deadlythunder]

[A head doesn't bother him so much, but that hair...]

4/?

[deadlythunder]

[Volgin rushes over, only to have his worst suspicions confirmed.]

5/6

[deadlythunder]

Ivan...

[He picks up the head carefully, electricity beginning to crackle around him as he stares at his face for a good minute without blinking.]

6/6

[deadlythunder]

IVAN!

[Still holding the head, he punches the wall hard enough to loosen bricks, electricity surrounding him at very high voltage. Whoever did this is going to regret it with every fiber of their being!]

[unwillinghelper]

...Colonel...

[Ivan approaches slowly, knowing the Colonel won't be able to see him or hear him, but still wanting to be close to him. He reaches up and rests a ghostly hand on Volgin's shoulder.]

I'll explain once I'm back. Don't do anything rash. Please, Colonel...

[Odd, how seeing the Colonel's rage over his death is calming. It drives away the fears he'd still had, at least temporarily.]

[deadlythunder]

[Unaware of the ghost pleading with him, and head in hand, he starts storming down the hallway. If anyone gets in his way now, they'll be lucky not to get burns just from passing by.]

[unwillinghelper]

[And Ivan follows, not wanting to leave his side right now. He wants to keep an eye on him, even if he can't intervene.]