"I want to hear your voice, musician. Your painful voice," Arazharn said, letting go of his arm and hugging him from behind. He put his hands on Ru's stomach and leaned eagerly into his ear and said, "If you don't make a sound for a while, I will cut open your belly and rip out all your intestines."
Ru was exhausted by the pain and fear. He could no longer keep silent. He was speechless from the horror he had experienced. Nevertheless, he swallowed and tried to wet his mouth.
Ru somehow managed to moan as Arazharn pressed his hands against his stomach.
“Aah!”
Arazharn was captivated by the sound coming from Ru's lips.
You have a beautiful voice," he said and removed his hands from his stomach. "I forgive you for appealing to my senses with subjectivity for now. I still wish you would beg me," he said and struck the back of his knees, knocking Ru to the ground.
Then he kicked him several times in the stomach.