The scarred man couldn't feel pain, only watching helplessly as his fingers were severed one by one...
The horrid sight almost made him faint. He closed his eyes, unable to bear it, but Aurelia Shaw threatened him to open them again.
"If you don't want to lose your eyes as well, you'd better keep them open and watch closely." The brutal words came out lightly from the woman's mouth, her lips curled in a chilly smile. The brim of her hat shadowed her eyes, making it impossible to discern her emotions, but one could guess that her eyes were surely just as cold and devoid of feeling.
"I... exactly... what kind... of grudge... do you have with me?"
The scarred man's words were incoherent and choppy. His bloodshot eyes glared at Aurelia Shaw with anger and fear, as his heart quaked violently. This woman was more terrifying than a demon.
"Heh—"
Aurelia Shaw gave a mocking cold laugh.
What grudge?
A grudge of shared enmity!
