Gavin's cries echoed, slashing through the air and sinking hooks of dread into Naimishi. Blood seeped from his knees, painting a grim picture that had Naimishi and Finn quivering like leaves.
Her gaze landed on Gavin, his severed legs sprawled on the floor grotesquely. His blood-soaked balls told a brutal story of his pain. There was no sight of his manhood. God knows where it flew when he sliced it. To witness one's own body part torn away was a nightmare.
Naimishi stared at Dusen, yet his face remained blank, void of any emotion. No fear, no regret. The realization hit her hard—she had never pictured Dusen as such a heartless monster. Even in her worst thoughts, she hadn't imagined this level of cruelty.