The Devil's Choice.

The thug's eyes widened in horror, and he gulped, unable to answer.

Their leader looked up at me, his expression a mix of anger and desperation. "You're a monster," he spat.

"Maybe I am," I said, shrugging. "But that doesn't change the fact that you're the one who messed with me first. You're bad people and deserved to be punished under my new rule. " 

The burly man with the shaved head took a deep breath and looked up at me, his eyes filled with fear.

"We're not all bad," he said with shaking lips. "We just made a mistake."

"I decide that your mistake is worth more than your lives" I asked, my voice cold.

The thugs exchanged glances, their fear turning to despair.

"Make a choice now, or I'll kill you and your sister," I warned. 

The thug stayed quiet, his eyes darting around as he thought about his sister, looking for a way out of the tough spot he was in.