"Then let's take a look together..."
Adal stared intently into Hacksaw's eyes.
"See what fate awaits a hero's family!"
"Knock!"
"Break every bone of this hero's son! Start with his fingers! I want to turn him into a puddle of mush inside his armor! Right in front of this hero!"
With a "thud," Adal raised the iron scepter, standing it upright to slam the handle down on Hacksaw's breastplate.
This made Hacksaw curl up suddenly, eyes wide, gasping and making a 'hoo-loo hoo-loo' sound.
Adal laughed heartily: "Resist? Continue resisting! I just don't understand, what do you have left to resist? How has the Empire wronged you?"
"Cough-cough, reasons to resist? Isn't it— isn't it easy to find?"
A muffled laughter emanated from Hacksaw's curled-up form.
Meanwhile, Stuart also started making sounds stifled by pain.
"I used to be a cowardly man, a wimp."
"What did you say?"
Adal was baffled by Hacksaw's words, even thinking it might be Hacksaw putting up a brave front.
