Young Master Andre Davos was still screaming in pain in front of him, as his lips had been separated from his mouth, but that wasn't anywhere to make him feel something.
These bastards had tortured his precious women for so long, making them even want to commit suicide, there was no way he was going to forgive these human scums.
Perhaps it was because his bloodline was at the moment so far away from being something human, or perhaps it was because in his previous life he was nothing close to a human, but he felt no humanity.
He felt nothing towards humans, or any other kind of species for that matter, he only cared about his own.
For that reason, from the beginning, he had no intention of showing mercy or any sort of relief to them.
This week where he had left them run amok was another testimony that scum would never change. They would always be and stay as scum.