Snap of a twig- Part 3

Hearing the crack and pop sound made Penny's eyes snap from looking at the man's finger which he now embraced as he fell on the floor with his back against the table. Whining and his face in pain. 

Penny's eyes moved from the magistrate to Damien who had a calm and collected expression as if he hadn't even touched the person and had caused an immense as well as excruciating pain. It seemed that Damien's favorite torturable part in a body were the fingers. The sound in the room where the sky had turned dark and cold, she could feel her heart racing but it wasn't out of fear but the shock.