His guffawed screams tore through his throat, echoing through the entire cell, but Cain, deaf to his cries, held him down and sliced off the other ear with precise cruelty.
Violet couldn't hold back any longer. Her throat wrenched painfully, and she doubled over, emptying her stomach onto the cold, unforgiving floor. Tears streamed down her face as she collapsed a few steps away from her own vomit, sitting on the ground with her head bowed. She didn't care about the mess or the filth—she just couldn't bear to watch any more of Rane's body being mutilated.
Her mind swirled with panic, nausea, and horror, but before she could sink further into despair, Cain appeared in front of her. His golden-brown eyes fixed on her with a pitiful gaze that seemed almost misplaced on someone so monstrous.