Interrogation
Hearing the threatening words, the man was terrified, but when he realized his kidnapper was just a kid, he sighed in relief—until he noticed his glass jar, now shattered on the ground, with its red liquid spilled.
"You! Do you know what you just did?!" the man shouted, pointing a finger at Apollo.
Is this man a fool or what? Apollo thought. Didn't he just get dragged here by a kid, and he couldn't even escape my grip? He shook his head at the man's foolishness.
"I swear, kid, you won't like what happens when I report you to my superior!" the man threatened. But before he could continue, a lightning bolt shocked him to his core, cutting off his scream abruptly. He fell to the ground, convulsing, while blood from his severed hand pooled around him.
"All you have to do to stay alive is answer my questions honestly," Apollo said, staring deeply into the man's eyes. "One limb for every lie or refusal. Understood?"