The tenth minute mark passed and only the upper part remained in the bodies of these noble emperors. The other half was already grinded into ugly mangled flesh.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The screams of anguish persisted but only 23 amongst the thousands of humans in attendance surrendered to their fate of being enslaved at this time.
'I can't keep on doing this. Else they would all die before I could ever get to use them on the battlefield.' Our bored gamer shook his head in facing this difficult predicament.
In the end, Clark chose to let up a little and give a chance for these noble emperors to heal.
Once they recovered then he could always punish them for as long as he wanted until a time that they could see the futility of their resistance.
After all, our good gamer has all the time in the world to wait.