Uber Jason - Skill 1

From his belt Jason X extracted a long flat knife, the blade of which looked honed to a super-fine edge. Emery had never seen a knife like this, but in the recesses of his mind he already had an image of it stored from Bell More's grisly story.

Emery knew he mouthed the words, "Please don't," but no sound came from him. Not that it mattered. Jason X held frail Emery high and sung the weapon back and forth, cutting from lowest to highest and, despite himself, Emery could not help but admire the precision: first the toes that dangled one foot then the other, then both feet at the ankles at the same time, the knees, the hip... All the while Emery felt pain that left him stunned to the point where irrational thoughts entered his brain, which likely saved him from the overwhelming gut reaction of the sheer, unabridged terror that would have stopped his heart.

Jason X could have made a good surgeon, Emery thought, as he looked down and watched the heavy flat blade slice his mid-section away from his body. The physical tissue was sucked out of the exposed segment of suit into the atmosphere of Planet #666 and instantly turned to dust. Then his fingers, his hands, his forearms... Jason X seeming to realize that the suits were made in segments that closed off to protect the whole, because he slice just below the connectors, leaving what was above intact, and waiting for the knife. Maybe he was having a good time, Emery thought.

	Jason X: Planet of the Beast - Pages 169-170