"Bang!"
The sound this time was even more muffled, mixed with the crisp sound of bones shattering. The back of the assistant's head visibly caved in, and his body convulsed violently before becoming entirely still. Blood and gray matter slowly oozed out.
The kneeling assistant let out a wail that didn't sound human, his crotch quickly soaked, and the acrid liquid seeped out.
He turned to the last remaining survivor.
"Please... don't kill me." The assistant collapsed like jelly, begging incoherently, "I can do anything for you... anything..."
Victor tilted his head, examining him as if admiring a piece of art about to be destroyed. He slowly walked over, patting the assistant's pale face with his bloody right hand, leaving several bloody streaks.
"Anything?" Victor's tone softened.
The assistant nodded frantically, a glimmer of desperate hope in his eyes.
"Alright." Victor smiled, his white teeth glaringly conspicuous amidst the bloody scene.
