And Kaya had seen wings—Veer's wings. She remembered the one time she had touched them and had shuddered. They weren't just limbs that moved; they were sensitive, almost sacred, for a bird.
The very thought of someone ripping them off, of cutting a living being apart piece by piece… it made her stomach turn. It was beyond any torture she had ever imagined.
And then her mind went to Veer—the idiot who swore on the Beast God from time to time. Just imagining it… what if someone found out he had lied? What would happen to him? The very thought made Kaya tremble slightly, a shiver of fear running down her spine.
Kaya looked at the old woman and asked carefully, "Grandma… if someone is really in a desperate situation… and, you know, if they lie and swear on the Beast God to save someone they love… would they still be punished so horribly?"
