Cyra studied Viktor; seeing his skillful moment, she came to a decision.
"I will give you a trial test," she said coldly, her voice calm as she continued. "You will torture them." - she nodded toward the unfortunate souls chained in the corner. "And bring me their blood. Then I'll know if you are fit for the job or not. And remember," she added with a chilling tone, "torture them without care for their death." As soon as Cyra said this, one of them wanted to summon their beast, but she gave him a glance, her grey eyes flickering with light, and the man sent his beast back against his will.
Viktor wanted to start with the man that interrupted them.
But she held him back, "Not now. You need a blood bag. When you bring blood to me, you should be clean." Her grip tightened briefly on his wrist, her warning clear.
Seeing she was handling their torture over to Viktor, the other two women subconsciously relaxed when they saw Viktor's cute face. Only the man was trembling badly.