End of Adui Hampshire-2

Before Patrica could another blow, Gizelle stepped forward and grabbed her hand. "WOAH WOAH! You are killing him! Kaisel specifically said that we are only allowed to torture him not kill him." Patrica groaned, but she knew, Gizelle was probably right.

She took a step back. "Alright then, limbs it is," Partica said while sighing.

He, on the other hand, was not well, he was having trouble breathing, the pain was getting worse with every passing moment, and he was about to pass out. It was then he felt someone grabbing his mouth, and soon a cheery liquid was forcefully fed to him. It was a healing potion.

The magical properties of the potion started healing his internal injury, he felt warmth spreading throughout his stomach, the pain also started easing up, his eyelids felt very heavy, and he wanted to close and rest for the moment. Slowly, he closed them up, his breaths became softer…

CRACK

He opened his eyes wide, he wanted to scream, but surprisingly no noise came out of his throat. He looked down and saw his left hand's pinky finger missing. He could see the bone protruding out of his hand, his freshly cut flesh was squirting out an endless stream of blood. He tried to move, but he could not, even though he was not tied up, he couldn't move, some power was holding him back.

Tears started rolling out of his eyes, he wanted to stop them, he wanted to beg them, convince them to spare him, but he could not speak. He moved his head around wildly as it was the only thing he could move at that time.

Gizelle kept smiling, seeing him struggle, she was enjoying every moment of his torture. It was then Patrica took the pestle from his kitchen counter. It was a very heavy and dense pestle that he used to grind herbs.

Without any warning, she slammed that pestle on his ring finger.

BAAAAM, BAAAAM, BAAAAM, BAAAAM, BAAAAM

Like hammering a nail on the wall, she kept hammering his finger, she only stopped when she had grinded his bone and flesh together. He was in so much pain, that he started having deja vu, the visions and the memory of Gloria's torture came rushing back, and he was so terrified that he even soiled his pants.

He closed his eyes, trying to remember good memories, trying to distract himself. "This might help." He heard Gizelle's voice, but he didn't open his eyes, he didn't care. It was then he breathed in some sort of powder. His senses started working on overdrive, his pain intensified, and he started noticing every single detail of the room, it was then he realized what Gizelle had given him.

Patrica, who was still holding a pestle, bloomed a sly smile on her face. She raised her hand in the air and slammed the damn thing on his right hand.

BAAAAM

Just like before, she started hammering his right hand. This time she didn't stop after crushing one finger, she went on to grind his whole right hand. The drug that they had given him made everything too intense for him, she couldn't waste such an opportunity, so she took her time and started grinding.

***

When Kaisel entered the room, he was assaulted by a very unpleasant smell. It was a mixture of urine, feces, blood, and sweat, which had spread throughout the room. In the middle of it was Drac, lying on a chair, barely conscious. While Patrica and Gizelle were chatting on the other side of the room, with a bottle of wine in their hand.

Drac was in bad condition, blood was dripping down from his mouth, his right hand was mostly blue and red, and it was badly bruised, while his left was fine except two of his fingers were missing. There were several cut wounds on his chest which were covered with white stuff, probably salt.

Witnessing his condition he had to ask. "Did you guys kill him?". They turned around and saw him standing there.

Gizelle stepped forward. "No. He is in pretty bad condition. But he would be he is stable".

He sighed. "Did you guys not listen to a word that I said? I wanted to talk to him! Now you have broken him." Kaisel said.

Patrica shrugged her shoulders. "You can still talk to him, all we need to do is to give him some more Viton."

Kaisel raised his eyebrows, he looked at Drac again. "You gave him Viton while torturing him? Will he be able to talk?"

Gizelle then took a sip of wine and then continued. "Don't worry, he will be. And we have a seal on him as well, remember? We can get every information out of him."

"Then prep him."

"Sure it will take a minute."

"I will be in the study room then."

While the girls prepped Drac, he went to his study. He had previously roamed around his house, which was not very big, and he came across a room with a lot of herbs, which surprised him, he didn't take Drac for a herbalist. When he got to the study room, he came across a very bizarre scene.

On the walls of the room were notes and pictures of a certain cube, which was lying confidently on his desk, with the spatial pouch that he had lent him. While the girls tortured him, he looked around the notes, after all, he had nothing better to do.

After looking around, he figured that the cube was some sort of puzzle box, that Drac had been trying to solve it. Based on the notes on these walls, he had been trying to solve it for a long time.

He inspected the cube, he saw that it was mostly solved. Only the last layer of the cube was unsolved. Before he gave it a go, he noticed that the house had become quiet. So he went to the kitchen to check on the girls.

Now as he was back, he wanted to try to solve the cube, Drac was about to die anyway, so he wouldn't mind that he touched his puzzle.

He tried twisting the cube to see how it worked. As he turned around the side of the cube, he thought about trying to sense how was this puzzle made. Because it didn't look like it was made of simple iron. But before he could do so, he heard Gizelle calling him.

"KAISEL! HE IS AWAKE!"

He grabbed the spatial pouch and the cube and went back. It is time to end the chapter of Adui Hampshire from their life. Gizelle's informants had informed them that the Royal Order knows about the Ulaspas family, someone betrayed them, and there was only one person who knew about that information. Now as the cat is out of the bag, they decided to kill the son of bitch that betrayed them.