Marcus looked around, and slowly pulled his Tulwar out from its sheath. He made one quick motion and sliced the head off of the corpse, and picked it up by the hair. The blood oozing from the wound and onto the cobblestone. He wiped the blood from his weapon, and quickly sheathed it.

"Easier to transport, I'd wager." He tossed the now decapitated head over at Spencer, hoping she'd catch it. He peered down once more at the poor girl's corpse. They couldn't just leave the body here, it would be disgraceful. Plus, it would probably cause a panic and the entire city thought that The Ripper had fled the country or he had died. They couldn't reveal this to the public, not yet at least.

He picked the body up, and slumped her over his shoulder. The blood oozing onto his coat. 

"We can't let the public know about this. They'll panic. I'll go bury her somewhere while you all get back and examine the head. Find out why he left it intact. That's not his usual motive." He then turned around, and set off towards the cemetery, the corpse bouncing on his shoulder. He would take a shortcut he knew about, nobody patrolling the streets would notice him if he was quick.
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As the group conversed amongst themselves over the corpse of his latest victim, The Ripper stood on the rooftop of a nearby building looking onwards. They wouldn't notice him at this distance. Blood was dripping from his mouth, and he was chewing on one of her organs. He chuckled to himself, and vanished into the night.