With a sickening tear and crack, bone snaps and flesh rips apart. The arm falls from the ghoul's side, flexing as it hits the ground. There's no spurt of blood, no scream of agony, nothing even as human as the blink of an eye, not that the ghoul possessed any eyes to begin with. Just empty eye sockets, devoid of all emotion. And as the blade touched the ground, the creature's body seemed to shiver oddly, a vibration moving over it as it stands deathly still. For a moment, it seems to utter out a strange groan, deep and rattling, like a dying man's last breath. And then, with it's head hanging sideways and it's ribs crushed, the corpse crashes to the ground with a thump. All life seems to be gone from it, it's peeling skin already beginning to decay from exposure to air, still and unmoving.