How pitiful. This was the creature Darck had such interest in? It was almost too easy. This wasn't worthy of death. Yorik didn't want this thing's blood on his hands, not if it wasn't worth it. But oh, the fun of torture? That was something else entirely. Using one boot heel, he kicked Jak, rather harshly in the ribs, to roll him over. Making sure the victim was on his back. Slowly reaching down, finger nails extending. "Hm. New toy."