327 Revenge

"Close your eyes, this will be a bit painful," Jyorta said, holding her hands firmly. His psychic arms wound around two eggs respectively, seeping into them, to prevent their contents from spilling when he lifted them.

Ashten Coorg looked around their kitchen, bringing a small but sharp knife with him. He pinched a patch of silk, slightly pulling it up, gazing at Jyorta to see him nod, implying that the eggs within were holding up under the pressure.

He cut open a small hole in the centre. Jyorta's psychic arm covered the egg within, applying force from the outside, crushing the egg into pulp. He then pulled out the pulp and eggshells in a steady stream, putting them in a vessel nearby. Ashten had brought that and a piece of cotton while searching for the knife.